“Have You got the Time to Find Out Who I Really Am”

I was a normal girl once. I took ballet lessons and was a cheerleader. I grew up in a dysfunctional family 45 minutes outside of New York City on the Jersey side. I was one of twelve kids, the second to the youngest. I had a pretty rock bottom childhood. I was abused and neglected a very rare combination. It only got worse when my mom became a born again Christian because I already had a very strict Italian father. I was a mess by the time I was in the fourth grade. When I played my records, Blondie, Pretenders and Joan Jett, I really wanted to be like those girls. This was my escape, they represented power and beauty a rare combination. The boys I met in high school where all metal heads. They had long hair. They listened to Led Zep and smoked pot. I was in love with the Ramones, I had a crush on Glen Danzig and Henry Rollins. I was working at a hardcore matinee selling sodas behind the bar, the town next to mine, New Brunswick was the home of Rutgers University. There was a really cool music scene there. In walked the man of my dreams. He was quite scary but in a good way. He asked me to meet him in the ladies room just like the Kiss song says. I was intrigued. This was my first boyfriend, and this was when my true punk rock education really began and so did the real danger in my life. His name was Bobby Ebz he was the front man for a band called Genocide. The New Jersey Genocide, the super scary Genocide. We use to go to the CBGB hardcore matinees. We went to see Agnostic Front, Murphy’s Law and I even saw the first Samhaim show at a place called Rock Hotel on Jane Street in New York City. On my first date with Bobby I went to his house and he played me all his favourite records within a month of dating him I had memorised and learned to play all of Young Loud and Snotty by the Dead Boys. I was obsessed. I didn’t know why the place smelled like embalming chemicals. I didn’t pay attention to the knives, the loaded guns or the Nazi paraphernalia. I sort of ignored the rock and roll nurse that would come over with the liquid LSD. The bags of white powder the weighing scales, the syringes. I was in love. I was only 16 when I told my mom I was spending a couple night with a friend for her sleepover birthday...

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You Look Like a Star But Your Still on the Dole

I have often felt like people like me and you are part of a gang or maybe a rock and roll army. But I have often thought about what it is that makes us “rockers”, the thing that makes us want to live by our own rules, the thing that makes us want to dye our hair, stand out from the crowd, crank it up really high and shun the establishment…what is it? If you&#39re reading this then you are most likely one of us. It doesn’t matter if you are into Testament, Ramones or Supersuckers. You still cringe when you hear some idiotic R and B that the rest of the world seems to love. We can recognise each other instantly, no matter where we are in the world. If you&#39re a musician, songwriter, label, manager, agent in our gang you know how hard it is. How much we put into it, how we live and die by it and how we invest and invest but get very little in the form of money in return, any other “business” would have closed up years ago, in fact most of us spend money to keep up our habit. What is rock and roll addiction? In the Mott the Hoople song, All the Way From Memphis, Ian Hunter sings “You look like a star but you’re still on the dole” (unemployed) We are rock and roll junkies, we keep using, keep on truckin&#39 keep on believing, keep on rocking, we feed on the connection, we feed on the fact that we know there are others out there like us, we are more than fans, we are the team itself. I can compare our troop to the Bloomsbury Set, the English collective of friends and relatives that lived, worked or studied near Bloomsbury in London during the first half of the twentieth century. They believed they knew stuff the rest of the world didn&#39t. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloomsbury_Group But we look and simply are so much cooler! Maybe we actually hold the key to living the life of a true free spirit or maybe we are really just bums or vampires and never want to grow up, or maybe we just like to get drunk a lot. It does not really matter in the end. We have stood the test of time we are not going away. Rock and roll is an established tradition. I am honoured to still be rocking and still living the life of a true rock and roll spirit. I have to admit I have to go under cover as a “normal person” sometimes, we all do from time to...

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Today I Made History

Hello all you misfits and vampires, low-lives and rock and roll junkies…it seems appropriate that my first blog on this page should be the day my solo album is released. I am still in shock that I have made this record.  I am delighted at the amazing reviews it has got so far. If you liked my previous band NY Loose I know you will love this album. Its more raw more punk rock and 100% Brijitte West! It features a duet with Jesse Malin of D Generation and some of the best punk rock and rollers in London. You can get your filthy paws one  or download the album at www.lamf.biz/ I will be in touch very soon…I just wanted to say hello and say that I am back and am definitely in action!!...

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