Jenny Lens Punk Archive Clash photos: Joe Strummer and Mick Jones and Paul Simonon.
Oh but their roadies, especially Johnny Green . . . I always say I was never a groupie and kept to myself, but I’ll never understand how I got so close to three of their roadies and still never the courage to ever shoot them offstage. I remain in awe of the Clash, the best live band. I can summon up my feelings, so many years later. God bless the Clash. Forever.
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The Clash in England, June 1980. This is one of my best-selling photos. It glows!

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The Clash in England, June 1980.
This makes a great print, almost sepia toned, with the red accents.
I love how they are all facing each other. Breathless.

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The Clash in England, June/July 1980. I have a series of group and individual shots, all glowing from the back lighting and their sweaty bodies, their clothes clinging to them. So exciting!

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Clash, Joe Strummer and Mick Jones, Santa Monica Civic Auditorium, March 3, 1980.
This print is highly sought by collectors.


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Clash, Joe Strummer and Mick Jones, Santa Monica Civic Auditorium, March 3, 1980.

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The Clash in their first west coast press conference, Hilton Hotel, North Beach, San Francisco. The Clash, by Bob Gruen has a double page spread in his Clash book. You can clearly see me sitting in the front row, with a camera sitting next to me (I had two cameras by then, one for color, one for b/w). I’m wearing one of my two punk dresses, a black dress I sewed in college. The clear indication are my naturally Shirley Temple curls. Ah, the Clash and SF, ah-mazing!

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I believe I shot this during in their West Coast debut, a benefit in San Francisco. I shot from the balcony and vividly recall the intensity of that night.

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San Diego, October, 1979. I remember that night well.
I met head roadie Johnny Green and he went home with me that night. That’s a story for another time.
Ah, the best bloody live band that ever performed in the entire universe since the beginning of mankind. I shot the Clash so many times, from San Diego to Santa Monica to San Francisco to Berkeley and throughout England: London, Bristol, Newcastle and elsewhere within a one and one-half year period. But I have very few shots that begin to convey what they were about.
My black and white on-stage Santa Monica Civic Auditorium shots were stolen from the lab. My color San Francisco benefit shots were developed very strangely by a lab up there. I usually shot from the balcony or standing on my big metal photo box from the audience. On rare occasions, like the Santa Monica Civic, I was on the side of the stage by Paul. I shot them any way I could and from every angle except on the floor directly in front of them.
Here are a few glimpses, but don’t ask me exactly where or when I shot them. I was so high from shooting speed. It’s all a marvelous blur also because I only shot at most of the venues once. And because I shot them within a brief period of time, their look didn’t change that much, but every time I shot them, they varied their clothes so much. I was just too fascinated to pay attention to mundane details like dates.