With its defiancé for any one tradition or voice, Thomas Sayers Ellis' debut becomes a powerful argument against monotony A dream. A democracy. A savage liberty. And yet another anthem and yet another heaven and yet another party wants you. Wants you wants you wants you. ―from "Groovallegiance" In one poem, Thomas Sayers Ellis prognosticates, "Pretty soon, the Age of the Talk Show / Will slip on a peel left in the avant- gutter." The result is The Maverick Room, the testing ground of determination and serendipity, where call-and-response becomes Steinian echo becomes Post-Soul percussive pleasure becomes a bootlegged recording hustled out of a D.C. go-go club.