Journal entry, July 4, 1978: A small party for Charly...over at Gary and Barbie’s, with Steven, Steven, Matthew, Carol, two men I didn’t know. Fruit salad, bagels, meats, pie and Jack’s own date orange bread, from Quick Mix recipe. Made Charly two small photo pieces--one photo from Burke catalog--”this is a job for C. F. Brown,” and a photo from January of me (SX70) red hair, posing with Jeffrey’s acoustic guitar, white presstype around bottom and right hand side reading “I auditioned for SPORTSWEAR” . He seemed pleased. Charly and Steven went this afternoon to a fashion picnic, Charly apparently being asked for a date by someone--Am I jealous? I don’t think I should ever pose that question to myself again. It is stupid of me.
Am listening to a tape I made last night at Mark’s. Kathy took back her stereo, so I had to get some new music on tape. All the other stuff is from last fall. Now have Laura Logic, Teenage Jesus, Throbbing Gristle and the Alternative TV LP, “the Image Has Cracked.” Am just resting, trying to keep on top of this cold I have again. Slept a lot yesterday, missing out on seeing Charly for his birthday.
3:30 p.m.--thoughts while listening to Laura Logic and reading the Individuals book and Douglas Davis’s Artculture, thinking about punk. For Charly’s birthday, Steven bought him Essential Logic. I’ve been exposing people to it right and left. Marie and Mickey know the vocal inflections of that one and also X-Ray Spex’s Day-Glo, Teenage Jesus & the Jerks’ “Orphans” b/w “Less of Me.” All of these blew me away, and I play them for all. Don Vynil is always saying that the Offs aren’t punk. I feel I can’t discuss it anymore. What is, was punk?
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