You dont need a DeLorean to return to 1969 and rub shoulders with Janis
Joplin and Jimi Hendrix. Just travel the pages of Patti Smiths Just
Kids.
In the autobiographical book, the poet and Godmother of Punk speaks of
her life as lover, muse and friend to photographer Robert Mapplethorpe.
As a struggling artist in New York City during the Chelsea Hotels
heyday, Smith recounts her meetings with the rising stars of rock,
writing and film now rooted in our cultural lexicon.
From Allen Ginsberg mistaking her for a boy to her affair with a young
Sam Shepard, its like vintage Page Six made into beautiful prose.
$25.60 at Book Warehouse, www.bookwarehouse.ca
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