Joe Jackson: No Room For Rock
Chris Salewicz, Record, The, July 1984
On a Friday evening in an undistinguished bar in Manhattans East Village, a drunk slides off his stool and onto the floor, where he curls up in the dust. Without uttering a word to each other or anyone else, some fellow drinkers pick him up, brush him off and balance him once again on his precarious perch.
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