
I knew they named that corner "Joey Ramone Place" a while ago, but everytime I looked for the sign, there was none to be found, and I assumed it/they were stolen. This one is way high up on the pole, high enough that it would take three drunken punk rock fans standing on each other's leather jacketed shoulders to swipe.
For all the commemoratively named streets, lanes, and parks around the city, this landmark is the first one to make me smile. Joey was one of the nicest and smartest musicians I've ever met, and the Ramones most certainly were one of the most important artistic influences on my life.

Who needs Cleveland's Rock & Roll Hall Of Fame? As far as I'm concerned, I've got my own right here in my backyard.
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