A spoken word reading of the first two chapters of Hell’s forthcoming book, is every bit as smack-soaked as Carroll’s Basketball … and Downtown Diaries,
His solos have a worldly strangeness that seem to deny time and space, leaving the pedestrian realm and soaring on erratic zephyrs making small whirlwinds.
Cheapness and Beauty is supposed to be a forum for George to proselytize on a number of subjects, but the lyrics rarely do little more than scratch the surface.