MARGARITA SHALINA is a writer and translator who lives in New York.
I never attended a GG Allin show because Im not into poo. It was a realistic possibility in the late 1980s and early 90s to see GG play with the Murder Junkies on the heroin-saturated Lower East Side, which was about to begin its decade-long transformation into a place that GG neither could afford nor would be especially welcome in.
Elizabeth and I had cut class one autumn morning circa 1986. Were LES kids and we dont behave properly.
Joes coming to town. Junky Joe or Joey Pony? Junky Joe. Ooh here we go. Chris and I smile big, like its some inside joke, like were suddenly sitting in a cellar waiting for the tornado to hit but kind of happy that its going to hit regardless.