12-14-2011, 11:57 PM
Digging this back up from the dead. Got a story from another guy that was there that night. He was the one quoted in the article:
It was all Fish\'s fault. After all these years, I finally got the real reason NOPD showed up at the cemetery that night. Had a conversation with Jerry Only of the Misfits recently about this,( Fish also), and he told me what the cops told h...im: Someones loud as hell motorcycle,( thank you Fish), woke up the neighborhood. If you recall, Fish had a Harley Sportster with open pipes, no muffler, and that night, when he got to the cemetery, rather than park his bike near the rest of us, he rode around and parked a short distance away. When awakened, some of the nearby projects inhabitants looked out their windows and saw a bunch of people going into the cemetery, then the calls to the NOPD started pouring in. After walking through the cemetery, we all left. While the walk was mostly respectful, one small incident did occur; trying act uber-punk, a youngster, who shall go unnamed, kicked in a mausoleum door/cover. He was immediately admonished by the group for his bullSheep action. The NOPD showed up AFTER we had vacated the cemetery. I was parked around the corner from the Misfits van and after loading up my car with my passengers, Brian Trotter being one of them, I drove around to where the rest of the group was. As I came around, I spotted an NOPD cruiser parked behind the Misfits van and the group was up against the wall, holding out their ID\'s. I roll down my windows and called over to one of the two officers there. One came over and I asked him what was going on with my friends. His response was that a bunch of white kids had no business in that neighborhood, especially that time of the morning. He also mentioned that they were on the lookout for some armed robbery suspects. My response to that was that with all due respect, we should be able to go anywhere, anytime, and that is what the NOPD was there for. To keep the public protected. He didn\'t respond negatively to my snarky remark and walked back to the group. After a few minutes, I called back out to the officers and asked if I could come over and talk to my friends. The same officer from earlier, responded in the affirmative, but before I left, I told the guys in my car to stay put, not to follow me out. I walk over to the group and asked what was going on. Glenn Danzig tells me the cops are jacking them up for no reason and doing an ID check. I tell him I was going back to my car, but that I would stick around until things settled down. As I was leaving though, the other officer tells me to get up against the wall. I mention that his partner okayed my coming over and that I was just going back to my car. He then forcefully tells me to get up against the wall and "assume the position". I complied. He then proceeds to frisk and ID me. A short while later, I hear one of the officers on the radio saying," I don\'t know what\'s going on here, but we have Dracula and company running around the cemetery". A few minutes later, the cavalry shows up, and this black police sergeant, gets out of his patrol car, walks over to the group and say, "What in the hell do we have here boys?". It was all downhill from there. The guys in my car get out and come over. Up against the wall. A carload of people pulls up and parks about 20 feet away from us. The cops make them all get out. Up against the wall. At this point, having a mixed gender group, sarge tell us to separate; boys on this side, girls on that side. He then has us sit down against the brick wall behind us. As he\'s walking along the mens group, he spies Yvonne Ducksworth, sitting there with us. At this time she had a short mohawk, and looked rather androgynous. "Are you a boy or a girl", he asks. No response. He asks again. No response. He then grabs her by her shirt, smashes her hard against the brick wall and proceeds to strike her in the face with a Maglite flashlight he was carrying, breaking her nose! Poor girl starts wailing uncontrollably. Sitting a couple of people from her, I yell out to leave her alone, that she\'s a girl. All of a sudden, I have bunch of lit flashlights, aimed at my eyes, blinded, all I hear is,"Boy, you best be quiet or you\'ll get the same". A few minutes later, a paddy wagon shows up, and as they\'re loading the guys into it, I hear Glen Danzig asking the cops if he could lock up and secure the bands van. Taking the keys, sarge tells him he would handle it. We get loaded up and transported to central lockup. On the way there, someone in the van starts giving the cops a ration of Sheep. Since there\'s a partition, they can hear but not see the responsible party. When we get to central lockup, one of the officers in the paddy wagon walks over to me and tells me to "tell it to his face". I mention that I said nothing. He smacks me in the face and noticing my belt buckle with the letters USMC, he says that I\'m the biggest pussy marine he\'s ever met. He then hits me in the solar plexus with the end of his nightstick, again calling me out. I wasn\'t going for it, responding that my momma did not raise a fool. Guess he got tired of coonoodeling with me and backed off. After getting booked, and charged with trespassing, I posted the $75.00 bail and left. In the meantime, the cops left the Misfits van unlocked, windows rolled down, and the keys in the ignition. Hoping that the homeys would make short work of it, they proceeded to steal a bunch of stuff. Fortunately, the Misfits were able to get a hold of someone back at their hotel and they went and got to the van right away. A few hours later, it might have been a different story. Charges were eventually dropped, but the NOPD denied any of the aforementioned incidents; 16 year old girl never got her nose broken, etc.... . Heck, we never even had one in custody. Imagine that. As far as I can recall, Yvonne\'s family was threatened by the NOPD and they left the US, moving to Germany, where her dad was stationed in the military. Recalling my stories of a squat I had previously stayed at, right next to the Berlin Wall, she eventually made her way there, started a band Jingo de Lunch, and became a German underground rock star. The end.-Bigg Sky
It was all Fish\'s fault. After all these years, I finally got the real reason NOPD showed up at the cemetery that night. Had a conversation with Jerry Only of the Misfits recently about this,( Fish also), and he told me what the cops told h...im: Someones loud as hell motorcycle,( thank you Fish), woke up the neighborhood. If you recall, Fish had a Harley Sportster with open pipes, no muffler, and that night, when he got to the cemetery, rather than park his bike near the rest of us, he rode around and parked a short distance away. When awakened, some of the nearby projects inhabitants looked out their windows and saw a bunch of people going into the cemetery, then the calls to the NOPD started pouring in. After walking through the cemetery, we all left. While the walk was mostly respectful, one small incident did occur; trying act uber-punk, a youngster, who shall go unnamed, kicked in a mausoleum door/cover. He was immediately admonished by the group for his bullSheep action. The NOPD showed up AFTER we had vacated the cemetery. I was parked around the corner from the Misfits van and after loading up my car with my passengers, Brian Trotter being one of them, I drove around to where the rest of the group was. As I came around, I spotted an NOPD cruiser parked behind the Misfits van and the group was up against the wall, holding out their ID\'s. I roll down my windows and called over to one of the two officers there. One came over and I asked him what was going on with my friends. His response was that a bunch of white kids had no business in that neighborhood, especially that time of the morning. He also mentioned that they were on the lookout for some armed robbery suspects. My response to that was that with all due respect, we should be able to go anywhere, anytime, and that is what the NOPD was there for. To keep the public protected. He didn\'t respond negatively to my snarky remark and walked back to the group. After a few minutes, I called back out to the officers and asked if I could come over and talk to my friends. The same officer from earlier, responded in the affirmative, but before I left, I told the guys in my car to stay put, not to follow me out. I walk over to the group and asked what was going on. Glenn Danzig tells me the cops are jacking them up for no reason and doing an ID check. I tell him I was going back to my car, but that I would stick around until things settled down. As I was leaving though, the other officer tells me to get up against the wall. I mention that his partner okayed my coming over and that I was just going back to my car. He then forcefully tells me to get up against the wall and "assume the position". I complied. He then proceeds to frisk and ID me. A short while later, I hear one of the officers on the radio saying," I don\'t know what\'s going on here, but we have Dracula and company running around the cemetery". A few minutes later, the cavalry shows up, and this black police sergeant, gets out of his patrol car, walks over to the group and say, "What in the hell do we have here boys?". It was all downhill from there. The guys in my car get out and come over. Up against the wall. A carload of people pulls up and parks about 20 feet away from us. The cops make them all get out. Up against the wall. At this point, having a mixed gender group, sarge tell us to separate; boys on this side, girls on that side. He then has us sit down against the brick wall behind us. As he\'s walking along the mens group, he spies Yvonne Ducksworth, sitting there with us. At this time she had a short mohawk, and looked rather androgynous. "Are you a boy or a girl", he asks. No response. He asks again. No response. He then grabs her by her shirt, smashes her hard against the brick wall and proceeds to strike her in the face with a Maglite flashlight he was carrying, breaking her nose! Poor girl starts wailing uncontrollably. Sitting a couple of people from her, I yell out to leave her alone, that she\'s a girl. All of a sudden, I have bunch of lit flashlights, aimed at my eyes, blinded, all I hear is,"Boy, you best be quiet or you\'ll get the same". A few minutes later, a paddy wagon shows up, and as they\'re loading the guys into it, I hear Glen Danzig asking the cops if he could lock up and secure the bands van. Taking the keys, sarge tells him he would handle it. We get loaded up and transported to central lockup. On the way there, someone in the van starts giving the cops a ration of Sheep. Since there\'s a partition, they can hear but not see the responsible party. When we get to central lockup, one of the officers in the paddy wagon walks over to me and tells me to "tell it to his face". I mention that I said nothing. He smacks me in the face and noticing my belt buckle with the letters USMC, he says that I\'m the biggest pussy marine he\'s ever met. He then hits me in the solar plexus with the end of his nightstick, again calling me out. I wasn\'t going for it, responding that my momma did not raise a fool. Guess he got tired of coonoodeling with me and backed off. After getting booked, and charged with trespassing, I posted the $75.00 bail and left. In the meantime, the cops left the Misfits van unlocked, windows rolled down, and the keys in the ignition. Hoping that the homeys would make short work of it, they proceeded to steal a bunch of stuff. Fortunately, the Misfits were able to get a hold of someone back at their hotel and they went and got to the van right away. A few hours later, it might have been a different story. Charges were eventually dropped, but the NOPD denied any of the aforementioned incidents; 16 year old girl never got her nose broken, etc.... . Heck, we never even had one in custody. Imagine that. As far as I can recall, Yvonne\'s family was threatened by the NOPD and they left the US, moving to Germany, where her dad was stationed in the military. Recalling my stories of a squat I had previously stayed at, right next to the Berlin Wall, she eventually made her way there, started a band Jingo de Lunch, and became a German underground rock star. The end.-Bigg Sky
