I have to say that as utterly repulsive as Al Goldsten was, this show made me laugh so loud. The Fuck you segments were often hysterical. He did do one thing that I regarded as heroic, and that was when the publisher of the "Amsterdam News", I forgot his name, revealed the name and address of the Central park jogger who was raped. Understanding that was a vile thing to do, he went on Midnight Blue and gave out the address and telephone number of the publisher and said "Call him, I'm sure he wants to here from you". Other than Al, I've no idea who would've done that.
Daniel Zanier My other big memory of Al was shortly after moving to NYC I attended a showing of Rocky Horror Picture Show at the theater on St. Marks Pl. I forget the name of it; probably isn't there anymore. Anyway, Sal Piro does his weekly intro and just after the picture starts, in walks Al wearing black leather pants, with a beautiful woman on his arm, and a pre-teen kid. They sit in the row in front of me, Al lights up a joint and passes it around. Aside from living in NYC, this was the funkiest thing I had ever experienced.
jimsher9880 Wow, thanks for the story, that's a nice image, I would love a guy who would do that but especially Al Goldstein whom fought for the rights for me to legally enjoy the greatest and most pleasurable aspects of my life.
Anyone have a copy of the original (?) opening (instrumental version of They're Playing Our Song) and/or that restaurant ad with that woman singing in greek that used to come on before all the other commercials?
