1977 is here! It’s my new book, a collage of poems and charts and maps that re-creates the feeling I had when I first heard punk music.
You can be first to have a copy by heading over the Ravenna Press and buy online here. Or …
Those of you who can make it to the release party 4/21 may want to wait … the first 77 get a bonus cassette and poster that evening when you buy a copy from the author. #merchandising
Thanks for supporting small presses and independent bookstores!
I help myself to material and immaterial, / no guard can shut me off, no law can prevent me.
“What does it mean?” Context is a landscape for understanding. Music often triggers memories of place and time. Collage forces contradictions to confront each other. Dice and loop put things together to make something new.
WHEN I CANNOT DISCERN
no arc nor halo
no narrative defined
scars from past cuts
no longer pink
they reported he took
a lot less than usual
there is only one way
this can end—
next time you ask
I’ll say “Yes”
from 1977, forthcoming from Ravenna Press
Like a wild drummer or your heart skipping a beat. Like a mind opening. Like howling at the moon or reliving apathy. Like old scars. Like a new tattoo.
Not so much a history lesson as a shout out to the future. An artist picking through what we discard to make it new.
Complexity alternately unravels and tangles with context. These poems embrace the risk of obscurity.
Razor-edge sharp and buzzsaw loud.
If you believe history is not chronological but rather cyclical, then you’re not puzzled by the notion that history repeats itself.
The word “blurb,” meaning short advertisement, was coined in 1907 by F G Burgess. No surprise another Burgess then blurbs.
Smashes history, both textbook and memory, into fragments and then reassembles it into an anti-chronological “narrative” (in quotes), this collage of memoir, charts and sampled text is tied together by the thinnest of threads for the reader to pull or be pulled by.
Taking nostalgia to its root in battle and sickness, the writer/illustrator challenges the notion that time that has passed between then and now.
If I had to sum this up in one word, I couldn’t.
I reviewed Never Mind The Bullocks Here’s The Sex Pistols (released by Virgin on Oct. 28, 1977) for The Chimes, the student newspaper at SUNY Morrisville, Feb. 13, 1978, edition.