If you reading this book, whoever you are; I'm hoping the same thing for you and yours. There's nothing out here in these streets but trouble and no offense to the ladies, but listen up fellas! Yes th
If you reading this book, whoever you are; I'm hoping the same thing for you and yours. There's nothing out here in these streets but trouble and no offense to the ladies, but listen up fellas! Yes th
Here is the thrilling, thigh-slapping companion to Swamp Angel, the beloved Caldecott Honor–winning picture book. Swamp Angel has a reputation as the greatest woodswoman and wildest wildcat in all of
Punk Elegies arrives like a chemically unstable mixture of Richard Yates and Damon Runyon. Set along Hollywood Boulevard at the birth of punk and the death of the 1970s, the thirty-three melancholic,
A man visited Michelangelo in his studio as he was chipping away with his chisel at a huge shapeless block of marble. He was surrounded by dust and covered in fragments. The man asked Michelangelo wha
Nathaniel Mackey’s Late Arcade opens in Los Angeles. A musician known only as N. writes the first of a series of letters to the enigmatic Angel of Dust. N.’s jazz sextet, Molimo m’Atet, has just rehea
No other graffiti crew from New York City's graffiti heyday conjures up more images of angel dust-smoking, beer-drinking, "crazy white boys," than the Bronx-born-and-bred writing group Morris Park Cre
(Creative Concepts Publishing). This value-priced songbook showcases 61 big hits: Amie * Angel of the Morning * Brand New Key * Dust in the Wind * The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face * Happy Together
