Duff McKagan, Joan Jett, Iggy Pop and More Remember Punk Rock Stylist Jimmy Webb
He was 62
An outpouring of support from rockers like Duff McKagan, Joan Jett, Sebastian Bach and the members of Blondie flooded Twitter upon the news of Jimmy Webb, the punk rock stylist who was a fixture in New York City’s East Village punk scene and a buyer at the punk haunt Trash & Vaudeville (and more recently, was the proprietor of I Need More), died.
According to the New York Post, he was 62. Trash & Vaudeville and I Need More didn’t immediately respond to SPIN’s request for confirmation.
“We are all going to miss our wonderful friend Jimmy Webb,” Blondie singer Debbie Harry told The Post. “There goes a lovely unique NYC character. I feel lucky to have known him.”
“Jimmy was a ragged ray of sunshine in a world that’s getting darker. He became close with my wife Nina and I over the years. Being close with Jimmy involved a deluge of flowers, gifts, voice mails, texts and very long telephone conversations,” Iggy Pop said as part of a statement honoring Webb.
“My pal…the sweetest man and pure punk f*cking rock n roll. Jimmy has SUCH a story, and my family and I feel honored and loved to be a small part of his triumphant tale. We love you Jimmy…we will miss you…,” Guns N’ Roses bassist Duff McKagan said of the stylist in a tweet.
RIP Jimmy Webb. He was a legend on NYC rock & roll scene & known for dressing so many rock guys. Was such a good dude. We did a segment with him once at Trash & Vaudeville on @ThatMetalShow . Very sad to hear of his passing. Condolences to friends & family,” Eddie Trunk wrote.
“Our friend, Jimmy Webb, a legend and a St. Marks St. legend, stylist of the punks, famous and not, has passed. I’m so very sad and we’ll all miss your energetic, warm soul. The city will not be the same without you,” Joan Jett wrote in her own tweet.
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MESSAGE FROM IGGY: “Jimmy was a ragged ray of sunshine in a world that’s getting darker. He became close with my wife Nina and I over the years. Being close with Jimmy involved a deluge of flowers, gifts, voice mails, texts and very long telephone conversations. The flowers tended to be fantastically huge floral arrangements and the gifts invariably wrapped in pink leopard skin, spritzed with glitter and little gold stars like the kind you get in kindergarten for being a very good boy. Both in texting and long hand, Jimmy never used the cursive or any smaller case letters, everything was in full speed caps with unending exclamation points. I first heard of Jimmy from a couple of frightened co- workers at Trash and Vaudeville, the New York rock boutique he managed for years. They told me I had a stalker but Jimmy wasn’t that bad, just a relentlessly enthusiastic fan who enjoyed your fame and oddity so much he wants to be you, and why not? This is the kind of guy who you don’t think you would miss until you do and then you miss him a lot, kind of Proust in street wear, showing his asscrack. For some years now, Jimmy lived alone in a basement apartment in Murray Hill and dedicated his life to his store ‘I Need More’, and to the people he collected through that theatre and a theatre it was, and he was it’s star, gossiping, laughing, cackling but always encouraging and spotlighting what he thought was beautiful about the people and world around him. It was his dream to have a store-as-theater like this, in the tradition of let it rock, manic panic and Trash and Vaudeville, also to be somebody and he really was so, he got where he needed to go. I knew he had been battling an illness for a long time and he showed incredible stamina and pluck in the fight. This is someone whose grave will be visited with flowers, cigarettes and love. Iggy” Photo by @carltimpone/BPA