Lester Bangs is nothing if not a consummate romantic. He is, after all, a man who really no kidding believes that Rock and Roll Could Change the World, and when he writes something which isn’t an impromptu free lesson on what’s wrong with Western Culture and how it can’t survive without grabbing itself by the backbrain and turning itself inside-out, he feels like he’s wasted a day. Now Lester, fretfully abandoning his typewriter to stalk and kill flophouse roaches, comes to realize that HE will have to turn himself inside out. Grow, or die. Grow into something but he has no idea what. He feels beaten.