"Street Hassle a) Waltz.." More or less this is where the Lou Reed we know as Lou Reed today finds his origins. (Well, maybe
Coney Island Baby.) Wherein horrific yet often fanciful street crime is detailed, binaural recording of 2 guitars-bass-drums along with an emotive warble to his voice that shakes loose the profound feelings are discovered and embraced, "that guy who really sounds like Bruce Springsteen" turns out to actually be Bruce Springsteen, and nobody really gets "I Wanna Be Black," except you have to admit it's kind of funny. Overall, tuff. Very, very tuff.
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