While its only been a year since his death I just have to say that the world is a little less sexy and a little less gritty without Lux Interior caterwauling across the planet. Feral bellows bemoaning the glories of trashy kitsch culture (girls in bikinis with machine guns, indeed), Lux and the Cramps remained steadfast in their mission and relentlessly conjured forth the spirit of rock n roll for over 30 years.
Since their inception in a New York bowery walkup in the 1970’s playing gigs at Max’s Kansas City to the last Halloween shows of the new millennia, The Cramps stayed true to their rock n roll roots. Not only a fucking maniac on the stage, Lux was an avid B-movie aficionado, ordained revered, and devoted husband to the enigma which is Poison Ivy, Lux’s partner since The Cramps inception.
No further accolades are necessary. This is only reminder that the spirit which is and shall forever be LuX Interior and The Cramps will not be forgotten in a year or as long as rock n roll lives on, which is forever in case you had any doubts.
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