Years ago I got the chance to shoot The Slits. It was a part of a CMJ showcase at Lit Lounge. I was expecting a full punk band. Instead it was frontwoman Ari in one of the most outrageous outfits I’ve ever seen performing one of the most absurdly strange sets I’ve ever seen. She showed up and handed the sound engineer a CD. That was her backing band. The CD was filled with all these futuristic, bizarre beats and it kept skipping. Nonetheless, it was strange, intimate and strong — just the way I like my music.
Only two years after this show, Ari died at age 48.