They should build Kid Congo Powers his own personal hall of fame. Some New Kind of Kick is an instant classic of sex, drugs, and punk rock by one of underground musics most legendary kings of cool.
Mark Lanegan, Screaming Trees, author of Sing Backwards and Weep and Devil in a Coma
Do you have any fucking guts? Kid Congos got em all. Who else comes out of the closet when theyre fifteen years old in 1974, embraces Glam, then Punk, when you would still get your ass beat for it, forms one of the most important rock bands in history before he ever played a note, then lays down the timeless tracks from the depths of his heart that last forever? Im blown away by the courage organically flowing through him. This book is dripping with all the sadness and beauty in the world. Smell it, taste it, see it. Its pages are stained with my Angeleno tears; it demolished me. A crucial document. Thank you, Kid; you rule.
Flea , Red Hot Chili Peppers, author of Acid for the Children
Like the man himself, bursting with humor, heart, and good grace. A gem.
Nick Cave, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, author of And the Ass Saw the Angel and The Death of Bunny Munro
I first met Kid Congo as he was babysitting a vintage store in New York City for a friend while Meg White and I perused the vintage clothes. He recognized US! (The White Stripes) at a time when nobody knew us, which was not lost on us. Meg and I walked away beaming that wed just met a member of the Gun Club. A serene and kind soul in an ocean of scratchy, angry artists, Kid brings a cool and spiritual presence to whatever musical project he is a part of, and he is part of some of the best of all time.
Jack White III, The White Stripes, Raconteurs, The Dead Weather, founder of Third Man Records/Third Man Books, author of Were Going to Be Friends
Kid Congo has wonderfully articulated his flamboyant adventures as a musical vagabond from teenage glam guttersnipe on the streets of Hollywood to globetrotting guitar slinger. Some New Kind of Kick is hilarious, heartbreaking, and historically juicy. I devoured it.
Lydia Lunch, No Wave icon, performance and spoken word artist, author of Paradoxia and The Need to Feed
Kid Congo writes from the heart in a pure and unadorned way. This is a beautiful book about rock and roll and friendship. Read and be blessed.
Bobby Gillespie, Primal Scream, author of Tenement Kid
Kid Congo Powers is the perfect person to write an autobiography. Besides being in the Cramps, the Gun Club, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, not to forget his excellent solo work with the Pink Monkey Birds, hes got an unending amount of source material. What makes Some New Kind of Kick so much more than an anecdotal checklist is Kids approach to his story. He goes at it with such beautiful openness, humor, and humility the reader is with him from the first page. These qualities are the very stuff of the man. There are some people you hope will one day make the time to put their life into a book because its obvious theyve taken some less commonly walked paths. Kid is one of those guys and he did it. The results are standalone and really cool. Im a multi-decade fan and so happy he did this.
Henry Rollins, Black Flag, Rollins Band, author of Get in the Van
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For Ryan, who inspires me every second of every day with his endless love and encouragement
Life is short
Filled with stuff
Dont know what for
I aint had enough
I want some new kind of kick
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by Jon Savage
K id Congo Powers is cool. At the age of fourteen, when he was still Brian Tristan, he got to see the New York Dolls in their first pomp. At the age of fifteen he became a regular at Rodneys infamous glam slam English Disco. In 1976, when he was seventeen, he rushed out to buy the Ramones album on the day of release: they were, as he writes, a dream fulfilled. Later that year, just after his cousin Theresa was killed by unknown assailants, he started the West Coast branch of their fan club and found his own tribe of outcasts.
By 1977 he was an insider in that extraordinary, lost youth subculturethe Los Angeles Punk Scenebecoming the fan club president for that most hermetic and futuristic of groups, the Screamers. After setting up the Gun Club with Jeffrey Pierce, he was asked to join the Cramps, with whom he stayed for three yearsplaying on their definitive second album, Psychedelic Jungle. When he left the groups proscriptive world, it felt like escaping a cult. Jumping from the frying pan into the fire, he then joined Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds.
Kid Congo Powers is gay. Like many of us, he was liberated by the arrival of David Bowie in 1972: There could hardly have been a more perfect fantasy figure and foil for a gay teenager at the time than David Bowie. He was a rock star, of course, but androgynous to the extreme; both asexual and openly hedonistic. He was like an alien from outer space, which was exactly the experience of a gay teenager at the timedispossessed on a hostile planet far from home.
This was something that wasnt much talked about in the late seventies Punk world. People did it, people had sex, but they didnt join the mainstream gay world of Disco, with its more open approach to the topic: We wanted to scare the hell out of everyone and shake up the status quo. For us gay kids, that meant the homosexual status quo. we did not fit into the clone or disco! mentality of late 70s gay culture, nor did we want to. As first wave punk rock gays, we werent interested in being out either.
There was a ready-made, affirmative gay world out there, but punks rejected it. Perhaps it was, in a strange way, too mainstream, too regimentedtoo straight. Or perhaps punk was the perfect place for those who were not ready to address their sexuality, who were happy to subsume themselves into a wider weirdness that could cloak who they really were. Whichever way, punk was not an ideal place to explore a sexuality that was still ill-understood, still tabooparticularly once the jocks and the skinheads arrived. Gay punks were double outsiders.