Never has the art of getting down and worshipping sounded as sexy
Thurston Moore is as close to William Burroughs as I’ll ever get. Moore’s band, Sonic Youth, were borne on the back of the New York punk scene which groupied the king kong of cut up.
I’m born on the back Ciccone Youth – one of their best albums. Covers Madonna songs.
Thurston, currently living in this joyous town of layers (LDN) with girlf, Eva Prinz both curated this show at Red as part of the Burroughs 100 series – celebrating the centennial of the guy who shot his wife dead in the head, when playing William Tell. William Burroughs was a Yale grad with a parental stipend, put most of it in his arm. Which, as Thurston rightly said in an interview to NME, will continue to inspire folk forever – the act of being creative on drugs, not everyone can afford it…
The show at Red Gallery DOES IT THROUGH PHOTOS OF BURROUGHS HANGING WITH MUSICAL COLLABORATORS + THOSE HE PATRONED WITH CROAKED OUT WORKS OF ADVICE. It’s a black n white who’s who of the world’s renegades standing aside their hero. The catalogue features a total list of his recorded works. Oh, HIGH praise, I give.
Back from teaching at the Naropa University (Ginsberg’s palace to Kerouac et al), PRINZ MOORE put together a nice lil ‘catozine’ – feat. interviews and work by the students: METAL DREAM MACHINE MUSIC – that kinda explains the show as good as anything.
But the pictures on the wall,
Burroughs got about. NAKED LUNCH. SOFT MACHINE. JUNKY. QUEER. BLADE RUNNER…
SUCK IT TO ME: THE BEST COLLECTION OF POETRY EVER
You gotta read to believe – Tom Verlaine from Television is in there under a pseudonym…GEEK OUT, PUNKS
YOU GOTTA GET DOWN TO GET UP