Book Spine Poetry: They All Sang On the Corner

Book spine poem time! I was at my dad’s house yesterday, so, naturally…


A book spine poem


They All Sang On the Corner

They all sang on the corner, unsung heroes of
rock ‘n’ roll
Play back the prestige label:
Rhythm and the blues,
Chicago soul,
Intimate nights off the record…

—Zen essence (the science of freedom):
Chicago breakdown, the great
Roob revolution—

The death
of rhythm & blues.


More book spines here.

Note: The Roob book is indeed the “The Great Roob Revolution” beneath it’s easy-to-read-on-a-dark-shelf sticker, so I opted for the original title because why not?

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