

Fit right in with my Stooges and MC5 records. A Jagger-y looking singer, an androgynous glam band playing hard rock that foreshadowed the punk rock wave to come. An audio tale of what the alluring grit and grime of the big city might be. Thus, the chances of the Dolls coming anywhere near me to play (Maine) was nil and even if they did, like I said, I was a teenager, i.e., underage, not fit for clubland.īut, man, in my bedroom played the shit out of that first album on my crap stereo – rough and raw and naughty and crazed. I wasn’t exactly too young for the New York Dolls – I bought their eponymous debut album as soon as Creem and Rock Scene raved about it – but was a teenager in high school and I did not live in New York.

But before we get to the doc, a bit of my backstory with Johansen. Johansen, we believed, was the real deal and Poindexter a fabrication – funny certainly but not a goof or a parody act. And, in the mid-80s Johansen who’d gone quite successfully solo, put his post-Dolls David Johansen Band on hiatus and created this droll, loquacious pompadoured lounge/standards singer named Buster Poindexter. “Personality Crisis” was the killer lead track off the proto-punk/glam-rocking Dolls’ eponymous 1973 debut album, a band-defining song, you might say. Truth in titling: Personality Crisis: One Night Only is a clear and obvious choice for the Martin Scorsese and David Tedeschi’s documentary about New York Dolls singer David Johansen, up now on Showtime.Ī nice set up and an effective double entendre. Poster art for Personality Crisis: One Night Only (Image: Showtime)
