Arthur Kane - New York Doll Reunion and Film

New York Doll Reunion and Film

In the early 2000s, Kane met filmmaker Greg Whiteley through his work with the Latter-day Saints, and the two became friends. Whiteley (as well as anyone who knew Kane) commented that all Kane ever talked about was how he wished that he could somehow get the Dolls back together. Whiteley started shopping around the idea of doing a film on Kane's life. Coincidentally, in 2004 Morrissey - who for decades had been a high-profile fan of the Dolls - offered Kane an opportunity to perform a reunion show with the surviving Dolls (David Johansen and Sylvain Sylvain) at the Royal Festival Hall in London as part of his Meltdown Festival (Band members, Johnny Thunders died in 1991 at age 38, and Jerry Nolan in 1992 at age 45). When Kane called Whiteley to ask for a ride to the pawn shop to retrieve his bass guitar, Whiteley asked if he could bring along a camera. From there Whiteley filmed Kane's experiences preparing for the reunion, rehearsing with the Dolls in New York, and reconciling with Johansen, culminating in two sold-out shows in London; which was all for Kane the fullfillment of a nearly thirty-year dream. Whiteley's footage resulted in the 2005 Sundance featured documentary, New York Doll.

For 30 years I've been ignored and been living in obscurity, and been told that I'm just a loser. And now, well we want to get back to that same excitement. But I have to get used to it. It's something that I haven't dealt with in 30 years.

—Arthur Kane in 2004 talking about the upcoming Dolls reunion, while reminiscing
about what his life had been like in the early 70s (from the film, New York Doll)

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