Doby Daenger: Once a Young Manhattanite, Not Always

If you glazed over 99's post about a comix-fucking receptionist, you wouldn't be the only one but apparently it caught the attention of the subject at hand: one Doby Daenger who left a comment. Before we get to it, I asked 99 to provide a little background:

Doby had a public access show on MNN in the 90s. My old roommate (who got me the comix gig) was subletting an apartment from a woman who was an inveterate alterna star fucker (she was dating Linklater when he was making Slacker, and this gave her the bug I think). Since alterna culture, particularly in the comix/music/Austin overlap (think Daniel Clowes at every fucking turn) was pretty small (no internet then), you ended up hearing about these people who were all someone to, say, six people. She was one of them. I don't know if Marie (Linklater's ex, and friend of Daniel Johnston) got Doby the job or if it was just random chance.

Dude could have just said "marginal NYC underground character" but he had to flash his alterna-tits in an attempt to make me go "ooooh" - which I did and can appreciate. But I am most impressed with Doby's rockabilly licks, more on her Myspace page. If you're reading this, DD, let's hang out the next time you're in New York and remind people that Lower East Side spells Weasels Rioted. For now the floor is yours.
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Amazing how that [comix-fucking] story got spun. I like your version better. Other versions were I blew one of the editors in the men's room.

What actually happened was I used the men's room because the ladies room was full. I was used to joints like CBGBs. There was an open bar and no one was allowed to bring a date. What the fuck did they think was gonna happen?

We (me and Magneto) sat in the middle of the floor talking, much to the chagrin of these extremly sexually frustrated editors. (Hence they draw comix -- crappy comix depicting themselves as "heroes" when in fact they were nothing more than something Crumb would depict, sniveling litte simps, afraid of their own shadows and especially shadows of vaginas).

We went for a drink at Ludlow Bar and THEN I took him home and fucked him. And in the morning too.

I'm sorry they fired him, but they were probably doing him a favor. I'm sure he's moved on to better things. (But not better pussy, that's for sure!)

I have fucked in/with unsual places and people:

Steps of the Bel Age (tabloid television producer)
Escalator in Vegas "
Bathroom at The Palomino "
The Park (childhood friends)
The Roof of Club Lingerie (skateboard champion)

and was recently fingered on a horse by a real cowboy who put the boy in cowboy but that's another story...

What happened to Doby?

I'm a big star in Hollywood featured on the upcoming film with Steve Carrell "Get Smart" and the hit NBC comedy, "My Name is Earl." (clips here and here)

p.s. what goes around comes around. Most of the people that tried to fire ME over this incident were shortly fired and one died.

p.s.s. In regards to #1 Pond Scum, yah he tried to fuck me and lived in a hole and listened to horrible Metal. Ewwww.
Doby Daenger | 08.12.07 - 12:32 pm

99 responds, of course:

There's no love lost for me with the Marvel crowd. True or not, it was the best story I heard in the five years I was loosely associated with them -- except maybe for the guy who stole a drafting table and had it FedEx'd to his apartment in Brooklyn piece by piece. But thanks for the clarification.

For the kids here at YM, The Ludlow Bar is what the Dark Room was back when Max Fish was the outer edge of edgy on the LES.

NB: my use of the phrase "always annoying" refers solely to Doby's public access show.
99 | 08.12.07 - 1:05 pm

Yah dude, you weren't the only one here in the mid 90s and used to hang out at the old Ludlow Bar. Ooooh.