Rock and Roll Meltdown

Ah, the brave foolishness of youth. Take an ambitious 25-year-old kid from a little suburban town in New Jersey, his music-obsessed kid brother, and a dad who believed in the whole idea. Add loud rock and roll, wet T-shirt nights, nickel beer, and here we are.
This book is a chronicle of those times, and a tribute to all the rock bands and club goers on the tri-state club circuit and around the country during the late 70s and 80s. From Ramsey to Carteret, from Hoboken and Fort Lee, to the little town of Bergenfield, it was a time of great clubs and even greater music.
While the scene in New York City was thriving, from Irving Plaza to Max's Kansas City and the Bottom Line, another scene was developing out in the suburbs, where young rock fans actually lived. Any night of the week, winter or summer, they were filling clubs to see their favorite bands—loud, hot, sweaty, and live.
Imagine a sitcom about this young kid who opens up a rock and roll nightclub at a time when the American music industry equaled GM or the NFL in terms of power and influence. That's what my world was like for five years—every day.