White Noise: How Heavy Metal Rules
Deborah Frost, Village Voice, 18 June 1985
It's Friday night at L'Amour, Rock Capital of Brooklyn (well, that's what it says on the awning). The smell is smoke and damp, black lipstick and black leather. God – and maybe the fire marshal – knows how many bodies are packed shag to shag, Bud to Bud, in front of the oversized video screen and overworked P.A. Fists jump, jab, and pump as the crowd screams the catchphrases to songs you probably won't hear on contemporary hit radio: "YOU CAN'T STOP IT, YOU JUST CAN'T STOP IT, YOU CAN'T STOP ROCK & ROLL! PLAY DIRTY! BALLS TO THE WALL! SHOUT AT THE DEVIL! I'M AN ANIMAL, I FUCK LIKE A BEAST! HEAVY METAL, HEAVY DAYS!"
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