STROKING OUR JOKES Thanks for your article on Keith. You said something, and with feeling. Compared to Rolling Stone's pompous and vacuous account, it was like hearing Jack Flash after a blitz of Kraftwerk. Yours Truly, Nancy Achilles San Francisco, CA (Compared to other letters, yours was like reading James Joyce's Ulysses after a chapter of Rock Revolution.—Ed.)
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STROKING OUR JOKES
Thanks for your article on Keith. You said something, and with feeling.
Compared to Rolling Stone's pompous and vacuous account, it was like hearing Jack Flash after a blitz of Kraftwerk.
Yours Truly,
Nancy Achilles San Francisco, CA
(Compared to other letters, yours was like reading James Joyce's Ulysses after a chapter of Rock Revolution.—Ed.)
TORONTO HAS NO SINCLAIR LEWIS
After reading Barbara Charone's claim in the June issue that "Toronto has no Main Street," it appears painfully obvious that she must've been as much a prisoner in the Harbor Castle as Keith was.
For, as the enclosed cover photo from my next poetry collection proves, yes Barbara, there is a Main Street in Toronto. In fact, it's so famous that the Toronto Transit Commission even went so far as to name a subway station after it several years ago—a sure sign of underground immortality. Exiled on Main Street,
Jeffrey Morgan Toronto, Ontario