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By Michael Goldberg
New York City
Lou Reed is
dressed in black. Black leather pants. Black t-shirt. Black shoes. Electricity
crackling off him, as he stands in his elegantly cool, private sixth floor office at the back of Sister Ray
Enterprises, overlooking Broadway in the Village.
"Did you hear that?" he asks, walking over to an open window and closing it.
I think he's referring to the street sounds, but I'm wrong.
At Sister Ray, there are Lou Reed and
Velvet Underground posters on the walls, as well as framed gold
platinum albums for New York. A rack holds copies of many of Reed's older albums; boxes of the recent
Velvet Underground boxed set sit on a bookcase. A photographer is setting up to shoot Reed up front.
Reed's publicist is on the phone, dealing from a couch at the back, just outside the room where Reed and I
are talking. Nearby is Reed's Internet expert, Struan Oglanby.
''I'm getting a shock every time I get
up," Reed says with a grimace, taking a seat back at his desk. "That
that snapping sound." Then, in that classic Lou Reed monotone, "I conduct a lot of electricity. It's really
Maybe not so strange. We are, after all,
talking about Lou Reed, founder of the Velvet
Underground. Writer of
such highly charged songs as "Heroin," "I'm Waiting For The Man," "Sweet Jane" and, of course, "Rock &
Roll." And "Lisa Says." And "Walk On The Wild Side." And "Satellite Of Love." And "The Blue Mask." And
"Romeo Had Juliette." And "Dirty Blvd." And....
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