The plotless beauty of his writing, and its fearless look at the emptiness of his own life, put ‘the Scottish Beat’ on a par with Kafka and Camus. My scow is tied up in Flushing, NY, alongside the landing stage of the Mac Asphalt and Construction Corporation. It […]
Singer/songwriter, guitarist, accordionist, clarinettist and ceilidh dance caller from Leicester U.K.
“In societies where modern conditions of production prevail, all life presents as an immense accumulation of spectacles. Everything that was directly lived has moved away into a representation.” With echoes of the most rapier-like prose written by Marx and Engels (eg “The history of all hitherto existing society […]
Will Self takes a walk through the banlieues of Paris and is astonished by the prescience of Debord’s 1967 masterpiece, which so accurately describes ‘the shit we’re in’ A small green tent was pitched on the small daisy-spotted patch of greenish grass. It looked tidily enough done; suitable perhaps for […]
This is the film made of Guy Debord’s book “The Society of the Spectacle” which is one of the main texts of the Situationist International.
Andy Merrifield discusses the influence of Guy Debord and the Situationist International on the events of May ’68. On the brink of working class and student insurgency came Guy Debord’s The Society of the Spectacle (1967), the radical book of the 1960s, perhaps the most radical radical book ever written. […]
By Alex Ross (New Yorker Magazine) In September, 1974, Bob Dylan spent four days in the old Studio A, his favorite recording haunt in Manhattan, and emerged with the greatest, darkest album of his career. It is a ten-song study in romantic devastation, as beautiful as it is bleak, […]
Originally posted on 1960s: Days of Rage:
“The Soft Machine’s status as house band at London clubs like the UFO and Middle Earth during 1967 saw them appear at some of the most pivotal happenings in the fringes of the art world. But while those other darlings of…
By Jeff Slate The New York sessions for Bob Dylan’s 1975 album, “Blood on the Tracks,” have always been ground zero for Dylan’s reputation as a cipher and a curmudgeon in the recording studio, intent on speeding through the proceedings and capturing lightning in a bottle, quality control […]