Review #301: New York Dolls, New York Dolls
#301: New York Dolls, New York Dolls
There were dirt roads in the town where I grew up. You couldn’t walk anywhere; you needed a car. One summer, I volunteered on a horse farm.
It was what you would call “rural America,” which is why when I discovered the New York Dolls, I thought I was quite possibly the coolest person alive. Back then all I understood was that…