There was nothing cooler in the post punk, nuevo wavo, downtown Manhattan scene of 1979 than a Lounge Lizards gig at the Squat Theater on West 23rd Street.

John Lurie's show of paintings at Fredericks & Freiser Gallery occasioned the following interview in New York Press, which reveals him to be a low key, dryly caustic, self deprecating satirist, a mordantly droll observer of foibles and egos, the same fierce yet gentle iconoclast we have known and admired since the 1970s. Interspersed with the interview are images from his current show taken from the gallery website, and of course their very determinative titles.