Bill Beckley recently shared some memories of Max’s with W Magazine:
“Max’s Kansas City was my days of heaven. Shortly after arriving in New York City in the autumn of 1970, my cat died of starvation. It was either him or me in those days. At the funeral, my friend the artist Gordon Matta-Clark said, “Let’s go to Max’s, they have free chicken wings. Just get past Mickey at the door and buy a beer.”
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