"Little Richard was the only artist on the set that night, the only one who disrupted an era, the only one with a claim to immortality. The one who broke the rules, created a form; the one who gave shape to a vitality that wailed silently in each of us until he found a voice for it." Prologue, pg. 3.

"They sang as if they knew they were destined to survive not only a few weeks on the charts but to make history; to displace the dreary events of the fifties in the memories of those who heard their records; and to anchor a music that twenty years later would be struggling to keep the promises they made. Naturally, they sound as if they could care less, so long as their little black 45's hit number one and made them rich and famous. But they delivered a new version...