(
www.myspace.com/2dollarcockroach) Sid's sly spoken word performance art for the most part forgoes the jazzy background music that slammers and coffeehouse poets in Chicago rely upon and uses driving early80s-style hardcore punk as support, without ever giving in to temptation to start crooning or vocally rooster-strutting like Rollins. He's like our Jim Carroll, if Jim Carroll dressed like a big punk rock Hassidic Rabbi in a Halloween mask holding a shofar.
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