My name is Vincent Mulfitame. I am from Jersey City NJ--born in Bayonne, NJ. My friend and I started a band in High School where I got thrown out and expelled before graduation for selling narcotics in 1967. I was 17, the band was called WWIII. Before most bands were even started we were a revolutionary type group. It really ruined my life it was before all of the punk groups. I wore a leather jacket and pants and lizard boots before all the bands did, but was an out cast. I usually got thrown out of clubs for the way I dressed. I was always in trouble with the law. I had flags drawn on my drums & pants and was always stopped by government officials, cops, FBI, etc. Some trivia of note: My friend, our guitar player, died. But I did salvage a few songs, for I couldn't even say bitch on the recordings. Sid Bernstein, the man who brought the Beatles to Shea Stadium had interest in the group. We auditioned for him at Dr. Generosity’s in New York City. He didn’t like our name or what we stood for. Before CBGB’s we played at the Bitter End in the Village which brought more police because of crowds and how loud we were. Stacks of Marshalls and screaming drums- police told us to stop. Linda Ronstadt and the Stone Ponies were there. Nobody wanted a band called WWIII.

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Now let’s start again. We disbanded. I started to go to New York a lot. I got lost in New York at 10 years old. Anyway, I started a lot of bands.

Anyway, before CBGB’s was hip, there was a club called Mother’s on 29th St by the Hotel Chelsea. I forgot the name of the band I had- I think I called it Bandit because, in reality, that is what I was convicted of. I am not proud of it. But I did like guns and money, drugs, and, of course, women.

I hit a guy over the head with a beer bottle because he was hitting on this nice-looking girl. I got up off my drums in the middle of a song and smashed him. He ran out and I got hurt from the broken glass. So that blew off my tour with Debbie Harry of Blondie. Even Hilly of CBGB’s felt bad for me. I liked Hilly a lot; I played his song on the jukebox and he respected me for it- some kind of hippie space song. Anyway, that’s that. Also, Debbie got me her car and I junked it. It was a Camaro I got $65 for it. And bought champagne for her I to drink at the studio where they record.
She thought I kept her car but didn’t. I drove it once with her in it. But the transmission failed and I had to drive it backwards. She cried when she told me I could not go to Australia with her. I was on probation anyway, with a broken hand. I had my hand operated on because of a tendon- bad timing. I thought her boyfriend sucked. Anyway it was her only ticket out because he knew some people in the business. I also hung out with her in Studio 54- big deal-
She said I was too stoned. We had a lot of fun but other things came first to her, and I wasn’t in it for the money. I just wanted to play drums and write music. Play guitar, harmonica and write poetry. I gave her my lead guitar player thinking he would come back and help his friend like I helped him. But I never even got a thank you. They stole most of our WWIII licks. I really can’t prove it, but down deep I know it. They threw him out and now he is as bitter as they come. Fuck him and them.

Some songs for whoever wants to hear them, use them, buy them. I don’t care. I think the songs are pretty good. They were recorded in NYC Village Recording Studio.

When I recorded the Cell Mates I surely thought I would get help from them. So I called other people I helped. Now I figure I should’ve broke my guitar player’s arm if I knew he would not help a friend- not even a thank you. This goes for a lot of people, you know who you are.

Anyway, if it weren’t for the computer, no one would know.

Thanks to Mike & Brian & Lia & Encore Music. This has been torturing me for many, many years.

Bands played with:
Aerosmith
Troggs: Wild Thing
New York Dolls
Johnny Thunders
Sid Vicious (he killed himself, was a jerk anyway- almost kicked his ass).
Devo

Met Jimmy Page- nice guy.
BB King- acted weird

Was at recording studios:
Electric Ladyland (Jimi Hendrix)
Record Plant
Ed Sullivan Theater- Rockettes danced, Debbie recorded

Interested in using my music for your project? Contact me:

P.O. Box 911
Port Richey, Florida 34673