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DJ LEBOWITZ
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Comments from
people who have seen DJ Lebowitz's VOCAL performance at the piano:
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"I went
to see Lebowitz play at some seedy bar in the city. As I walked in, he was sitting in front of the piano sweating like
a hog, eyes blinking a million miles an hour..., screaming "YOU'RE JEALOUS AGAIN!!!!!" I got a pitcher of beer and sat
down to one of the most enjoyable evenings of my life. Lebowitz played for hours, doing wonderful versions of DEAD
KENNEDYS, FUCK-UPS, 7 SECONDS AND BLACK FLAG songs with 10 times the power and energy than they were originally done.
"He also did
plenty of originals that mainly consisted of him barking, howling and foaming at the mouth. Words cannot describe the
inspiration I felt that night. I haven't had that much fun at a show since the first time I saw the RAMONES (a band
Lebowitz also covers). The guy renewed my faith in punk rock, and if every punk band could have one member with
half the character that Lebowitz displayed that night, the world would be a better place.... so if he comes to your town,
I strongly recommend you take a chance on him rather than going to see FUGAZI for the 35th time."
- Ben Weasel. Maximum Rocknroll.
"This slightly unstable
San Francisco punk pianist and KFAI airplay favorite is notorious for anarchic cover songs and demented originals. His
performance at Speedboat Gallery a few years ago is etched in my memory, and a total blur at the same time." -
Meyer. City Pages. Minneapolis, MN.
"D.J. Lebowitz provides what the
bottom line for every performer should be -- sheer entertainment." - Tony Berto, THE MERCURY, Guelph, Ontario.
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"Believe me, you'll never forget an evening
with DJ Lebowitz!" - Dave Siglin, The Ark, Ann Arbor, Michigan.
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"DJ Lebowitz
is the Piano Man gone mad." Squeak. S.F. Weekly.
"DJ Lebowitz is NOT A DISC JOCKEY (as
his flyers will have you know). He is a somewhat stout, arguably demented gentleman whose gentle demeanor suggests that
when he assumes his seat at the piano he might serve up a spot of Haydn or perhaps a touch of Brahms. Instead, DJ, who
is NOT A DISC JOCKEY, tore through a host of of punk classics, assaulting the tiny Tip Top Inn (still unhip enough to be
cool) with the Fuck-Ups' "I Think You're Shit," the Fugs' "Wet Dream" and Dead Kennedys' "Let's Lynch the Landlord."
I'm pretty sure he's not kidding. You must go see this man; his genius must not go unappreciated. Buy his [7"
single] "Smoke, Suffer, and Die," if you can find it. I would have taken some photos in the place but feared the ocular
damage my flash might've caused the deep-Mission [district] vampires present. Brian Brannon, late
of the punk icons JFA [Jody Foster's Army] http://home.earthlink.net/~brianjfa/bio.html was on the piano-core bill as well."
- Greg Heller, BAM Magazine
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