Coolest thing happening tonight: Rainer Maria plays the T-Rock. I’m automatically impressed by bands that take name and inspiration from poetry, especially the poetry I regard as being good. I’m similarly enamored of the poet(s) who go(es) rawk. (My waking mind recalls only Jim Carroll.) On the other hand, I’ve yet to encounter a rocker gone poe that I like. Jewel, Billy Corgan, even–and especially–Jim Morrison. Sorry guys, but that “Lament for the Death of My Cock” nonsense was total bullshit. Arthur Rimbaud he wasn’t.
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