By now, the sad news concerning the demise of Tommy Ramone, the almost accidental drummer (Tommy was supposed to be the manager but Joey Ramone famously couldn’t play at the required speed) and the last founding member of New York City Punk bastions the Ramones, should’ve filtered through.
So, It only seems right to dedicate our Track of the Day to a man that for many was the reason they wanted to pick up a couple of sticks and smash the living daylights out of stretched skins and cylindrical copper objects. For many, he’s the reason why they’re in bands.
Even from a writer’s perspective, Tommy Ramone, along with Joey, Johnny and Dee Dee are a fundamental reason why I’m sat here writing about music and, on a deeper level, subconsciously, I wouldn’t be surprised if they’d played a significant part in my life path; along with tunes like ‘New Rose’ by the Damned, ‘I Am The Fly’ by Wire and ‘God Save The Queen’ by the Sex Pistols, once the last few seconds of ‘Blitzkrieg Bop’ had faded out and a 13 year old head could fathom what it had just been subjected to, it was obvious life wouldn’t quite be the same again.
So here it is, 28 minutes worth of Tommy Ramone and what many deem to be the man’s, and the group’s, finest hour (or half hour). Ladies and gentleman… It’s Alive, London 1977.