Patti Smith: Dome, Brighton
Everett True, Plan B, October 2005
HOW COOL IS this intoxication? She struts onstage dressed like a goddamn old-fashioned rock'n'roll star in her man's jacket and dirty boots. She pirouettes a few times, bows, laughs, checks in her pocket for a pair of spectacles, starts to read poetry from a printed book. Hers. The band stands silent behind her, respectful. She reads 'Piss Factory' (1974), adapted and still changing, given extra vitriol, circumstance.
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