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THE BEST GOES ON

Hot Rods To Hell EAST LANSING, Ml— It’s another “New Wave” Monday at Dooley’s, a preppie-oriented showbar near the Michigan State University campus. A small group of decadent punks (some of them accounting majors from Grosse Pointe) have dressed in their hottest 1977 U.K. fashions to witness a performance by England’s Eddie and the Hot Rods.

April 1, 1981
Rick Johnson

THE BEST GOES ON

Hot Rods To Hell

EAST LANSING, Ml— It’s another “New Wave” Monday at Dooley’s, a preppie-oriented showbar near the Michigan State University campus. A small group of decadent punks (some of them accounting majors from Grosse Pointe) have dressed in their hottest 1977 U.K. fashions to witness a performance by England’s Eddie and the Hot Rods. Despite the high energy being produced onstage, audience enthusiasm is low. “We’ll play some Sex Pistols songs if you’ll dance,” jokes lead singer Barrie Masters to little avail. One lone couple is on the dance floor for most of the band’s set. “This isn’t a new wave band!” complains one of the club’s trendy elitists. “Th$t drummer has hair below his shoulders!”

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