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Harry Debbie - Face It

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Introduction -- Love child -- Pretty baby, you look so heavenly -- Click click -- Singing to a silhouette -- Born to be punk -- Close calls -- Liftoff, payoff -- Mother Cabrini and the electric firestorm -- Back track -- Blame it on Vogue -- Wrestling and parts unknown -- The perfect taste -- Routines -- Obsession/compulsion -- Opposable thumbs.;Harry recounts her path from glorious commercial success to heroin addiction, the near-death of partner Chris Stein, a heart-wrenching bankruptcy, and Blondies breakup as a band to her multifaceted acting career in more than thirty films, a stunning solo career and the triumphant return of her band, and her tireless advocacy for the environment and LGBTQ rights.

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Brian Aris

Jody Morlock

HarperCollins Publishers
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London SE1 9GF

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First published by HarperCollins Publishers 2019

FIRST EDITION

Debbie Harry 2019
Cover layout design by Rob Roth
Cover photograph Chris Stein; illustration by Jody Morlock

Creative Direction by Rob Roth

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Source ISBN: 9780008229429
Ebook Edition October 2019 ISBN: 9780008229450
Version: 2019-09-27

DEDICATED TO

THE GIRLS OF THE

UNDERWORLD

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Courtesy of Debbie Harrys personal collection

Contents

BY CHRIS STEIN

Courtesy of Debbie Harrys personal collection I dont know if I ever related - photo 6

Courtesy of Debbie Harrys personal collection

I dont know if I ever related this story to Debbie... or anyone for that matter. In 1969 after traveling around, driving twice cross-country, I was staying with my mom at her apartment in Brooklyn. This was a tumultuous year for me. Psychedelicsand my delayed reaction to my fathers deathcaused breaks and disassociations in my already fractured psyche.

In the midst of heightened states, I had a dream that stayed with me. The apartment was on Ocean Avenue, a very long urban boulevard. In the dream, in a scene that referenced The Graduate, I was chasing the Ocean Avenue bus as it pulled away from our big old building. I was pursuing the busyet inside it simultaneously. Standing in the bus was a blond girl who said, Ill see you in the city. The bus pulled away and I was left alone on the street...

By 1977, Debbie and I were traveling extensively with Blondie. Far and away our most exotic stop was Bangkok, Thailand. The city then wasnt covered with cement and metal but was fairly bucolic, with parks all around and even dirt roads near our upscale hotel. Everything smelled of jasmine and decay.

Debbie developed a touch of la tourista and stayed behind one night in the hotel while the guys from the band and I went to the house of some British expatriate whom wed met in some bar or other. His old Thai maid prepared a banana cake for us into which she had chopped fifty Thai sticksthe seventies equivalent of modern super-strong kush or other intense strains of weed. Wed also just come from a long stretch in Australia, where pot was strictly policed and forbidden at the time. We all got well stoned and somehow led each other back to the hotel.

Our room was also very exotic, with decorative rattan elements and two separate cotlike beds equipped with hard cylindrical pillows. Debbie had fallen into a fitful half sleep and eventually I drifted into a foggy blackness. Somewhere toward morning, my unconscious dream self became clearer and began an internal dialogue. Where are we? asked this internal voicewhereupon Debbie, still in a half sleep on her cot, said aloud, Were in bed, right? I sat up, suddenly wide awake.

Did I actually speak and produce a response from her even though we both were in semi-asleep states? To this day, all these years later, I am convinced that I only thought the question.

And another story thats even more subtle and weird and difficult to convey... Getting high was just a part of the music and band culture that we came up in. It didnt seem like anything extraordinary. Everyone at all the clubs drank or got stoned with almost no exception. I wasted a tremendous amount of time and energy dealing with substance abuse and self-medication. Its impossible to say if what Id like to see as psychic events were merely induced delusions. Perhaps its like any religious faithyou believe what you want to believe. Certainly, consciousness extends beyond oneself, ones body.

Anyway, Debbie and I were once again in some state of advanced intoxication at a very elaborate party downtown. Small events and views were sharply defined. I remember a spiral staircase and fancy chandeliers. Some fellow showed us his Salvador Dal Cartier watchand that fleeting glimpse has stayed with me forever. It was an amazing object, a standard tear-shaped Cartier design but with a bend that mimicked the melting watches in The Persistence of Memory . The crystal face was broken and the owner complained of having to spend thousands of dollars to replace it. To me, though, the cracked glass was a perfect Dadaist commentary on the original. I loved that.

The eventwhatever it waswas very crowded. I remember being on a balcony when we were approached by an older man in a very fancy suit. He had a slight accent, maybe Creole. He introduced himself as Tiger. And thats it for my specific memories, except for the extravagant sense of connection that Debbie and I felt with this guy. It was as if we had known him forevera person wed known in past lives. Do I believe in that stuff? Maybe. I dont recall how much Debbie and I discussed this meeting afterward, but it was enough to compare notes and similar reactions.

Pretty early onmaybe 1975Debbie found this person, Ethel Myers, who was a clairvoyant, a psychic. Shed likely come as a recommendation, but we might have simply found her through an ad in the Village Voice or Soho News . She worked out of an amazing ground-floor apartment that was on a side street uptown, right around the Beacon Theatre. Ethels environment was beautiful. It probably looked the same as it had when her building was built near the turn of the century. Her sitting area was an atrium that was like a greenhouse taken up with furniture. Decorative plants and herbs hung all around. Yellowing books about ectoplasm and tarot lay on dusty end tables. The whole place was well worn and reminded me of the apartment in Rosemarys Baby when Mia Farrow and Cassavetes are first shown it.

We sat down with Ethel and she encouraged us to use a cassette machine wed brought to record the session. She didnt have any idea of who we were but proceeded to do a great cold reading. She told Debbie that she saw her on a stage and that Debbie would be fulfilled and travel a great deal. At one point she said that a man, presumably my father, was watching and that this man sarcastically said of me, I wouldnt touch him with a ten-foot pole. I derive a lot of my sense of humor from my fatherand the ten-foot pole bit was something he actually said all the time. Was she just in touch with the vernacular of the fifties that the old man used or was it more?

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