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Friday, 8 April 2011

Beatnik Chicks - a review by Pauline Sewards

Beatnik Chicks (in The Beats - a Graphic History, published in New York, 2010, by Hill and Wang)
This graphic story by Joyce Brabner is an intriguing account of the lives of women in of the Beat scene, which is better known through the male protagonists –Kerouac, Burroughs, Cassidy and Ginsberg. Brabner writes ‘I found Kerouac and his cronies loathsome, they drive, roll joints, roll around with women, fascinate their buddies with stories … told in jazz jargon, amphetamine argot … self styled odysseans whose abandoned children grew up angry’.
The chapter opens with a sketch of a Mad Magazine cover from 1961, described as a year of great changes: ‘Turn the numbers upside down and they still read the same, turn a culture upside down and everything is different - squares versus hipsters...’
Brabner gives a personal perspective of the ways Beat culture has influenced her own life. She describes how she was inspired, as a child, by a comic strip narration of ‘Suzuki Beanie - the adventures of a Beatnik Girl’. There are two charming, near identical, drawings of Brabner as a young girl and today, she is now in her fifties, in both she wears the Beatnik uniform of ‘blunt cut bangs, black dresses and black tights, heavy framed glasses and all black clothes. They (Beat Chicks) were something to laugh at – many were too serious and too smart.’
One of the main drawings of the chapter puts the female associates of the Beat scene centre stage as it shows a fantasy gathering of Carolyn Cassidy, Diane Diprima, Hettie Jones, Joan Kerouac and Joyce Johnson. Brabner notes that ‘these women were not absurd ornaments, they and others ‘made much possible for women like me.’
Brabner is not indiscriminately admiring. She confesses that Diane Di Prima’s invented erotic adventures made her yawn. She found her later work, which focuses on motherhood, more appealing.
Brabner recounts some tragic stories including that of Elise Cowan. Elise was a poet who had a brief affair with the ‘seductive, young charmer Alan Ginsberg’. The couple posed for photos whimsically pretending to be twins. Elise typed up the 112 long lines of Ginsberg’s epic poem, Howl. ‘It takes a while for Elise to realise there have no future together,’ Brabner writes, ‘Allen is queer’ . Elise suffered depression and went on a journey across America characterized by narcotic stimulation and bizarre behaviour. Brabner draws this dramatically and effectively as a downward spiralling vortex. This particular road trip was not celebrated, even by the Beats. Brabner notes, in a comment which acts as an inditement of the beat scene, ‘Elise was outsider to the outsiders.’
This is a tantalizing introduction to these women’s lives. The Graphic format is a vivid and economical way to present information and opinion and matches the subject matter.
The book as a whole is beautifully produced to a high quality. It is well worth attention and is particularly topical with the release of the film Howl. The chapter on Ginsberg was drawn by Harvey Pekar (Brabner’s late husband; the couple are probably best known through the film American Splendour). Several artists contributed to the book, including the singer- songwriter Jeffery Lewis. The variety of drawing styles adds visual texture. While featuring the giants of the scene most prominently lesser known associates of the scene are also portrayed. All the authors celebrate the Beats while acknowledging their faults. Brabner is the most forthright in her portrayal of the ways hipster culture often perpetuated the misogyny of mainstream society.

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

Delia Derbyshire - Pauline Sewards
















The very lovely poet Pauline Sewards who I am so proud to call a friend and I share a mutual interest - in Delia Derbyshire and the BBC Radiophonic workshop. Pauline has written a beautiful poem about her, and she's kindly allowed me to post it here. Thanks Pauline.

Delia Derbyshire

We are in one of those places that isn’t quite anywhere -
the hard shoulder of the M62
Retuning the radio,
the sound comes through
in querulous spikes -
the voice of Delia Derbyshire
syncopates the night

She did her work back in the sixties,
a Sasooned and mini-skirted Goddess of Geeks,
only years later got credit due
she was with Oram and Grainger
in the Radiophonic workshop
but Delia wrote the music to Dr Who

Images of outer space
inside the eyelids of your inner space
evoke those long ago
Saturday egg and chip teatimes when
Delia’s multi phased sonic innovations
reeled us in to the tingling
Science fiction comfort zone.
Fractal patterns breaking
in a world where identity slips
and time trips over and over

She was the Queen of synaesthesia
if you can have synaesthesia in black and white

And now we are stuck in this car
on the highway,
if we could see through the fog
to the other side of the motorway
we‘d be watching our younger selves
coming the other way

Is it interference in between stations?
Or does the voice of Delia Derbyshire
syncopate the night?

Wednesday, 11 August 2010

Pauline Seward - review of Bonnie Prince Billy gig

My beautiful and talented friend Pauline has written this review of the BPB gig that I was at and I asked her if I could post it. She kindly agreed. I'm so thrilled.

I didn't see her that evening. It was heaving. A great night.

Bonnie Prince Billy (Will Oldham) Shepherd’s Bush Empire 5/8/2010

By the time Will Oldham sang ‘I see a Darkness‘ the song made famous by Johnny Cash ) half way through this show there was a feeling that he has currently moved some way from the themes of discord that dominated his earlier work. Without losing his masterful precision and literacy he presented a set that was gloriously melodic and redemptive.

The music has a sunshiny, mellow quality similiar to the instrumental richness of the Great Palace Music album of a few years ago.

Will Oldham is an enthralling performer to watch. He is relaxed yet focussed and passionate. His singing style is a dynamic dance as he moves his arms, feet, fingers to express the music. He seems to live the narrative of each song. At one point he seemed so absorbed that he’d lost his place in the set list. Although this dramatic presentation is probably well planned there was an element of spontaneity and looseness and a sense of genuine communication with the audience.

He is noted for his collaborations with other musicians, tonight the Cairo Gang as featured on the Wonder Show of the World album, from which most of the set is taken, augmented by the improvisational drummer Alex Nielson and classically trained Lavinia Blackwell. These two are the core musicians of Trembling Bells, the opening act - the only irritating thing about the evening for me was that a lot the audience talked through Trembling Bells performance - marring a gorgeous set an -evocation of early Fairport Convention, accessorised with sexy, slightly spectral, morris dancers.

Later during the main set the audience was quiet and reverent during part of a song which seemed to invite participation, ‘This is the chorus - ‘Go Forth, Go Folks trust your brain, trust your body‘ a brilliant simple creed which encapsulated the lyrical content of the evening.

The evening ended in a mutual encore, huge applause and appreciation from the audience, after Will Oldham had already said ‘This is so much fucking fun do you mind if we stay around and play some more songs?’