Dee Dee Ramone was found dead in his home by his wife, unconfirmed
early reports list the apparent cause of his death as drug related.
Only last month we gathered at the Bowery Ballroom and CBGB's, at clubs
and in scenes everywhere to celebrate Joey's life and legacy on what
would have been his 51st birthday. And now this. Every fan has their
own personal Ramone---the one we admire and emulate as a role model. Joey
was my dear friend, and I cherish Tommy, CJ, Mark and John, but Dee Dee
was my Ramone---he belonged to me. I dressed like him, cut my hair like
his, and sang his lyrics as if they came from my own heart--because they
While the ferocious intensity of each Ramone exploded into the glorious
whole we have known and loved since 1976, Dee Dee was the nuclear core
of the band, the true genius whose demonic wit formed the emotional center
of the Most American Band Ever. He was pop savvy, feral, silly and brilliant.
Sensitive, kind, fun and totally fucked up. He was passionate about his
rock & roll, his hair and deeply in love with his wife Barbara. Dee
Dee loved dachshunds and Germany. Like the rest of his bandmates, he was
a great American patriot, an original, a populist and an artist. His songs
gave misfits everywhere hope and communion.
Wherever he was, whenever we saw him, he opened our hearts with a
childlike joy and wonder.With Daniel Rey, he wrote the best Ramones songs---including
"RockawayBeach. His lyrics were the most insane and heartfelt. To have
lost him this way is devastating. To celebrate his life and his legacy
will be our only solace. Dee Dee once told me he didn't fit in anywhere,
he was a misfit. But we are proof that he was wrong, he was one of us,
as we are part of him. The Ramones' family includes generations of fans,
family and friends, we cross all boundaries of race, religion, sex, nation
and age. We are straight, gay, Christian, Jew, Muslim and Hindu. Right
wing, left wing and don't give a shit.
But we are one in the Ramones---So God bless America, Dee Dee, Joey,
All Ramones and their mighty legions.
Today your love, tomorrow the world,
Donna Gaines, FRHS 1968