Holiday reading. Cranking through books since I don't really have to do anything and college football isn't on. This book was a chronological look at music in New York City in the seventies. What was cute about the book, and the hook, is that no one genre was featured and it painted a picture of the world where salsa and punk were happening at the same time in the same place. My favorite parts, since I'm on this "classical" kick is the common man/working class stories of Steve Reich and Philip Glass. Regular Joes, they seemed, and Thurston Moore was right to use their moving company, Chelsea Light Moving, as a band name. Good name for a band, that one.
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