I find the idea that we write alone laughable, even egotistical. Poetry is a palimpsest that has been endlessly rewritten—it’s a social space we share with others.
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Jen Bervin
Wild Style
Part of the Editor's Choice series.
- Jacki Ochs’s The Secret Agent by Betsy Sussler
- Sonia Delaunay by David Seidner
- Philippe Demontaut’s Jean Maurice Isn’t Home Yet by Marie-Guy Baron
- Men Looking at Other Men by Jim Jarmusch, Lindzee Smith & Tim Burns
- ABC No Rio by Shelley Leavitt
- Women Looking at Other Women by Karyn Kay & Bette Gordon
- Charles Ludlam and Christopher Scott by Ted Castle
- Gary Indiana by Max Blagg
- Michael Smith by Rosemary Hochschild
Interviews
- Race in Space by Glenn O'Brien
- Cinematography by Johanna Heer
- E, the Undertaker by Burt Barr
- Metropolis by Christian Marazzi
- Heroin Boys by Jeff Goldberg & Doug Latimer
- Schlegel on Wit by Duncan Smith
- Oblique Meditations on Murder by Matthew Fleury
- Difficulty Swallowing: A Medical Chronicle by Matthew Geller
- Art at Auction by Walter Robinson
- Rainer by Terence Sellers
- Brenda Losing/Valerie Losing 2 by Cookie Mueller
First Proof
Mr. Freeze of the Rock Steady Crew, Patty Astor, and Marky “Lee.” Photo by Cathy Campbell.
Hip Hop began at a time when the disco craze was reaching its peak. Disco always stressed the possibility that you could go there and mix with someone classier than you. See John Travolta achingly aping the “Manhattan look” to convince his Brooklyn girl (hopefully) friend. It took a lot of time and effort to maintain the illusion but it was worth it to be accepted “in the city.” Upward Mobility.
But in the baddest sections of the South Bronx, kids were just too bad to cut that image. They were going to party anyway and if they couldn’t raise the cash for that disco look then ‘fuck it’ and be bad and be proud of it. The ones with the most pride lead the rest. Be the best. Too much energy to dance the ‘hustle.’ Break out! Show your stuff. Let them know you’re bad. Hat cocked to the side, black pullover, sneakers. Only 15 year olds can dance wild as that, those kids act crazy! Can’t play this disco shit without fucking it up someway, so fuck it up and tell them who you are. The ones with the most pride will lead the rest.
WILD STYLE is a teenage pop musical being shot in the South Bronx where Hip Hop music meets Graffiti Art.
by Charlie Ahearn (producer, director) and Frederick Brathwaite (assistant producer)
featuring Rappers: Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grand Wizard Theodore and the Fantastic Five, Chief Rocker Busy Bee, Starsky, and D.J. AJ, Cold Crush Brothers
and the appearance (or art) of:
Graffiti Lee (art director)
Zephyr (supporting lead)
Lady Pink (supporting lead)
Ali (supporting lead)
and Futura, Crash, Dondi, Daze, Rammellzee, Noc, Obdewel X
Related
Coco has a career that spans over 40 years, first as a 15-year-old “writer” on subway cars and later evolving into a studio artist employing stretched canvas. He is represented in Down by Law at Eric Firestone Gallery with three paintings selected from three different periods of his career. Each canvas has as its singular theme, various mutations of his tag, “coco.”
To witness the vulgar, Zap Comix–inspired panorama in Manuel DeLanda’s 1979 film ISM ISM—its blubbering testicle-breasts and segmented-plumber’s-pipe phallus scrawled in marker on the tiled walls of a Manhattan subway station, just to start—is to share in the brief, bewildering encounter a commuter may have had with street art before the soap and cleaning brushes arrived.
Originally published in
BOMB 2,
Winter 1982
Tim Burns & Jim Jarmusch, No Rio, Charles Ludlam & Christopher Scott, Jacki Ochs, Michael Smith, Mirielle Cervenka, Gary Indiana, Sonia Delauney, and Phillipe Demontaut.
