Elliott Murphy: Bottom Line, NY
Mick Farren, NME, 4 June 1977
I WAS HALFWAY through my cheeseburger when Elliott Murphy hit stage. He was greeted by the kind of applause that is reserved for unknowns who have had a lot of money spent on them by a record company. By the time I'd swallowed the last mouthful I'd started to think, "Oh dear."
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