Anne Leighton is not only the best rock publicist in the world but she now adds poetess extraordinaire to the resume. In her new book of poems, Leighton prances amongst the participles, assaults the adjectives and simply astounds us with her nouns in a collection of works that run from self-observations to rock and roll stars.

She is part Jack Kerouac, part Allen Ginsburg, but mostly herself. She likes to play with words and twist and tangle them like pretzels you can read. Here is a brief excerpt from a piece called "Zlozower" (written about the famous rock photographer).

Superzloz
Goes where fungus grows
Superzloz
In his leather-studded clothes.
He's Zlozower
the scumsower
the sleezower
the man of the hour-
-Zlozower!!!!!

A delightful and engaging book that will move you and groove you. Leighton is an original, and she proves that more than ever on these pages.