Rage to Survive by Etta James with David Ritz

"Goodbye, 1973, hello, 1974. By the time the gig was over, the city was awake and the sky was pearl gray. I'd had it. I'd sung myself hoarse. I was even too tired to go by the dopeman's house. All I wanted was to catch a cab, get to the hotel, give Donto a New Year's kiss, and sleep the day away."