For a man who once released a record once called So Underground It Hurts, Abe Duque (That's pronounced "Dook" by the way) is very busy letting his public know he's still there. A veteran of the NYC live circuit since before you were out of Pampers, the Ecuadorian-born perpetrator of classics like Champagne Days, Cocaine Nights earned his dues way back in places such as the notorious Limelight club, a hub of the kind of debauchery which is hard to find in Manhattan these days.

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