As one of the quintessential NYC punk bands, it's a bit hard to picture Television on the Sunset Strip. One can imagine Tom Verlaine squinting vampire-like in the sunlight, scowling at the bronze-skinned Angelenos, dreaming of a dark bar on the Bowery. The '77 tour following the release of their Marquee Moon masterpiece took Television well outside its comfort zone -- most famously, the band spent a few weeks . . .
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