Imagine a young and unknown future free jazz icon, cutting a rug on a crowded, carefree dance floor in a rundown part of the Lower East Side next to a hedonistic crew of marauding drag queens, experimental theater pioneers, hardcore punks, old Ukrainian neighborhood patriarchs, painters, poets, and other East Village outcasts and weirdos. Matthew Shipp joins us to discuss the legendary Pyramid Cocktail Lounge, its kaleidoscopic clientele, and the anarchic freedom of early ’80s NYC . . .
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