What is Mallman? This overly long article starts to answer the question and reveals that they had the poor taste to ask Stanley to show them Room 100. I don't think that I could survive the glare I imagine that such a request might attract.
The author then closed his potentially depressing - but somehow still uplifting - book and offered to sign copies over by the bar. But, first, he had to let his one-time-only partner bring the proceedings to a close with that old chestnut “My Way” - the Frank Sinatra, Elvis Presley AND Sid Vicious versions, to be exact. Mallman began the tune with a slow piano intro and Rat Pack warble that would have made the Chairman of the Board raise his shot glass in a toast. He then got up from the piano and bounded into a pelvic shaking strut that would have scared - or delighted - Ed Sullivan. He and his band then concluded the piece with an assault on the senses that would have shaken the walls of Klosterman’s most infamous tour spot, the Chelsea Hotel (whose management was less than enthusiastic about showing the author the room where Vicious [allegedly- ed] killed his girlfriend, Nancy Spungen). Mallman and company then sauntered off the stage, leaving the crowd to cheer, clap and demand that other old standby, the encore. Being his own man and a virulent anti-traditionalist - and perhaps saving his strength for his next installment of “Marathon” - Mallman did not give in to their demands. Instead, the lights slowly came on, and Klosterman slid behind the bar to begin signing editions.