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Mama, I’m comin’ home. New York, when I was a wee lad this paper was a cool left wing rag that listed all the amazing gigs and happenings. Fred McDarrah was shootin and life was simple. Now it’s a bit thinner but still great if you are looking for a companion for a cross country trip or have a chronic phobia (see back page). But what do I know? I’m just “The Man who captured the music.”