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Elliott Sharp – Rare, Unreleased and Out-of-Print

Elliott Sharp

Elliott Sharp, a composer and multi-instrumentalist, playing mainly guitar, saxophone and bass clarinet, is one of the major figures in the New York downtown and experimental music scene. Sharp has led many ensembles over th...

On the Customs of Whey-Guts

Patricia Eakins

An excerpt from The Marvelous Adventures of Pierre Baptiste, Father and Mother, First and Last Now the DEROGATIONS by means of which the whites belittle the honor and dignity of blacks are very well known, among them as a...

John Griffin – New Paintings

John Griffin

My dad, John Griffin Morrissey, was raised in Bay Ridge, Coney Island, and Sunset Park; a Brooklyn boy through and through. He is the eldest, (and craziest) of seven in an Irish Catholic family. His formal education only we...

David West – New Paintings

David West

Paris Cat, or, the Art of David West. I first met David West in New York. West, now as then, documents the musicians of the avant-garde, the people of the underground milieu and his experiences of urban life. His...

Blood in the Face

Anne Bohlen, Kevin Rafferty, and James Ridgeway

Excerpt from a film by Anne Bohlen, Kevin Rafferty, and James Ridgeway, with interviews by Michael Moore, from 1991. Bohlen, Rafferty (The Atomic Cafe) and Ridgeway simply turn on their cameras cinema and let their subjec...

Botanical Man

Bonny Finberg

I'm sure there was a moment when I realized it was about to happen. But I can't remember it. It snuck up on me, like snake bite—sending you into a delirium, and just when you realize what's happening you’re dead. It was...

Love

Mike DeCapite

I went to St. Louis and stayed with Ted and Kit for the weekend. They’d been there a couple of years, I guess. Ted had bottomed out in Brooklyn and they’d moved home to St. Louis for him to get straightened out. Their...

The Best Night of His Life

Max Blagg

an excerpt from 101 Nights Every two weeks the exterminator came by the bar to suppress the vermin that swarmed beneath the sinks, behind the kitchen walls and in the basement. There were no rats, but the place had a fluc...

Self-Portrait as Dennis Hopper’s Frank Booth from Blue Velvet

Jose Padua

After turning on the television one sleepless early summer night, I realized that many of the sounds I make, as a re...

Marra

jennifer jazz

“Why are you going to Morocco?” my sister had asked. It was March of 2004. Americans had only recently become aware there were such things as Muslims and were scared. I had stammered in response, using the usual four-le...