CBGB'S, 1978
The crud was so thick my
spit wouldn't stick. The rest-
room was swarming with
floods and disasters. The
dinner trap was set : no
one got in edgewise.
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Sound was a mere percussive
wave, and wasn't that Patti
Smith I saw with Lenny Kaye?
Or was that Debbie Harry with
Nick Cave?
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It was slave night; slob night;
and the Hell's Angels were there
too. A few. They just hung around.
Watching me, watching you?
We got up and went to Phebe's
instead.
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