Read anything punk in a while?

Posted on January 26, 2015



I am reading Viv Albertine’s memoir, Clothes, Clothes, Clothes. Music, Music, Music. Boys, Boys, Boys. I realized how important and relevant her story is about half way through. It’s a story of the working class, a lost generation, creative anxiety and gutsy feminism all wrapped up in punk. “I Heard It Through the Grapevine” by The Slits, 1979 – at their most pop punk excellence. The sounds are so fresh.

I Heard It Through the Grapevine

There is a great blog entry by Carrie Brownstein on her old NPR Monitor Mix blog about seeing Viv Albertine live in 2009. Here is a section (the whole piece in also in the book)… As an audience, we can handle teenage girls and young women singing (sexily, coyly, prettily) about heartache and boys and loss, about unfairness, about redemption and about payback. But when an older woman sings of those same subjects, well, it wrecks everything. And, by that, I mean that we have certain expectations of older artists: They can turn into caricatures of their former selves, be campy or kitschy, sing stories of survival and resilience, and deliver pearls of wisdom. But that’s about it. So it’s shocking when an older woman gets on stage and basically says: This way of living and of being did not work, and the comfort that we all strive for was barely a comfort for me at all. Click here to read the whole thing.

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