Years ago..like in 1992..Dee Dee came through St Louis where I live with one of his projects and was putting on a show at some shithole place. My friend and I drove around for like a half hour looking for the place and couldn't find it. As we were driving down the block the place was supposed to be in, I reached down for a pack of cigarettes on the floorboard and sideswiped this shitbox car parked on the street....so I took off (did minimal damage to both cars). Later we were walking around and came past the piece of shit car and a plywood door swung open from the store front and out steps Dee Dee...pissed off that someone had run into his car. Even after the horrendous "Dee Dee King" bullshit I didn't have the heart to tell him it was me.
I like the Ramones and their shows were always energetic, but being there in the beginning don't make you the best.