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Happy Birthday, Johnny Thunders! (July 15, 1952 - April 23, 1991)
Today, the Jesus Christ of Rock ‘n’ Roll would’ve been a battle-scarred old man if he had made it this far. His untimely death, by the cold hands of God’s Own Medicine, took him down in New Orleans in 1991. Though, I sometimes wonder if he had been spared, if he woulda made it this far. Willy Deville (of Mink DeVille infamy and witness to Thunders’ body being wheeled out of the building where he died), who basically lead the same destructive lifestyle step for step, just recently died a couple years ago. He was 57, I think. I’m sure everyone knew Johnny was morgue-bound from pretty early on, but aren’t most legends? You listen to those records and think “this music could only be made by someone who’s long gone”. Almost all the geniuses are dead men. That’s the trick, baby.
So happy birthday, Thunders. You were good in the Dolls, you were good in the Heartbreakers, you were good in your prime, and you were even good during that whole save-the-children help-the-homeless era, too.
Now, here’s a little trivia question: There’s two possible derivatives of where the name ‘Johnny Thunders’ came from. If you can tell me both of ‘em, you’ll win a free issue of Get Dorked! email your answer to: getdorked@gmail.com.