I am getting ready to travel to Rare Book School at the University of Virginia. As a faculty member I teach a summer course there each year. Preparing for this course I end up pondering rare books, antiquarian book dealing, and how libraries deal with the history and artifacts of the second half of the 20th century.
What Malcolm and Vivienne (and maybe Bernie) did was utilize the strengths and methods of the situationists to flog their sublime clobber. By mistake or osmosis, that resulted in the get up and get on with it cultural espresso of seventies punk continuing to trickle down, to inspire to wake some up and make some dream.
t's interesting to see the rise in male and female journalists indulging in burka cosplay as part of investigative journalism, which brings a new meaning to the term undercover journalism. At the risk of being accused of paralipsis, I don't want to enter the currently framed niqab debates fully - one key reason being that I believe males should tread carefully when commenting on female issues. But I do want to use the niqab to open up discussions that consider a wider phenomenon, which is driving the quest for cultural authenticity.
Less Than Zero was written and performed by an unknown with the unlikely name of Elvis Costello. That someone should have the chutzpah to steal the name of the King of rock'n'roll seemed preposterous: Elvis Presley was still alive at the time. This, I told myself, had better be good! And it was just that.
When I was a teenager the only Lou Reed song I heard on the radio was Walk on the Wild Side. Even pirate stations, which I would listen to in the early hours of the morning, only seemed to play that song - which is odd when you consider the fact that not all Lou Reed songs mention blow jobs and amphetamine abuse.
It's that time of year again (although the weather would certainly disagree); with spring in full bloom and summer around the corner, candy colours are back! Flicking through the glossy pages of this month's Vogue, I can't help but be drawn to the ice blues, gentle lilacs, soft pinks, mint greens and lemon yellows.
A year later it all seems quite surreal. Did it really happen? Did the authorities seek the arrest of the Pussy Riot women and actually put three of them on trial charged with the serious offence of "hooliganism motivated by religious hatred", a crime carrying a possible seven-year jail sentence? And were they really jailed? Sadly, of course, the answer is a triple yes.