Subterranean satyricon: New York City's Ultra-Living Dolls
Ed McCormack, Rolling Stone, 26 October 1972
NEW YORK — David Bowie, a brittle, powdered flake of hermaphroditic humanity, is watching the bodies writhing to the music of the New York Dolls in the Oscar Wilde Room at the Mercer Arts Center for the second night in a row.
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