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THE WRITING: Page 1 - Page 2 - Page 3.
I spent many weeks gathering material, transcribing tapes, piling old copies of The New York Rocker and Matter magazine into boxes, and learning how to hook up my Tandy, the first computer I ever used in my life (1989 was late, I know, but I was addicted to the analogue, the romance of the platen, the scrape of the pencil, the amped machine-gunning keystroke clatter. I got over it.) After a while I realized I couldn't talk to everyone. I had a deadline. I was out of money. I had to figure out what the story was... But before I could really get anywhere, I had to decide what kind of book it was going to be. It wasn't going to be a sensational expose (although some wanted it to be). I was no Albert Goldman. It wasn't going to be a cultural history or a music book. I'm no Robert Palmer. It wasn't going to be a behind-the-scenes narrative like "Hammer of the Gods" or one of Stanley Booth's books. It was going to be...(next page, please...) |
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