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‘No One Is Talking About This’ by Patricia Lockwood (Riverhead Books, 2021)

In an interview the people’s comedian Stewart Lee, esteemed British author Iain Sinclair commented on changes in the cultural knowledge over time noting that “older, deeper, stranger knowledge is disappearing”.

Here and now, in the Google universe, everything is searchable and, on a superficial level at least, knowable. Among the list of ‘100 Things We’ve Lost to the Internet’, Pamela Paul lists ‘Being the only one’, ‘Private Observances’ , ‘Blocking Things Out’ and ‘Figuring Out Who That Actor Was’. This makes for a light-hearted topic at a dinner party but in the internet novel ‘No One Is Talking About This’, Patricia Lockwood makes it abundantly clear that the re-wiring of our brains has more serious consequences.

She addresses head-on the growing perception that despite the ultra-connectedness of the 21st Century, we are losing the ability to communicate or to understand reality. Lockwood writes: “The future intelligence must be about search, while the future of ignorance must be about the inability to evaluate information.”  Arguing with people you’ve never met and never will meet is no substitute for face to face confrontations or any way to be human.

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Asian Dub Foundation made the inspired decision to use a brilliant anti-UKIP sketch by UK’s best stand up comedian Stewart Lee to make a danceable statement against bigotry.  

The anti-racist message, coupled with the fact that all profits go to the Kent Refugee Action Group, is directly aimed at the narrow-minded xenophobes celebrating Brexit.

Comin’ Over Here launched a courageous (and ultimately successful) bid to knock off the fetid mainstream fodder of Ed Sheeran and Mariah Carey off the coveted number one position on the January 1 ITunes & Amazon download charts.

Lee admits that, as a 52-year old man delivering his definitive rant, he felt like Alan Bennett fronting Public Enemy but can now boast to his kids that during the Covid War he heroically mimed to Anglo-Saxon poetry in an empty warehouse.

Who amongst us can say they did as much?

 

 

Richard Dawson at the Barbican

“Is it too soon for a 12 minute a capella song about a quilt maker?”  This is not a question you are ever likely to hear Coldplay’s Chris Martin asking. Come to think of it, the only artist who would ask this is Richard Dawson.

 He is not oblivious to the fact that his music will divide listeners. I put him in the same love it/hate it category of The Fall, Scott Walker and Jandek.  At its heart, it could be classed as contemporary folk music but he has rightly resisted such a reductive label. Continue reading

I was thoroughly entertained by the BBC 4 profile on John Cooper Clarke and it was a pleasure to see that he is miraculously still in the land of the living after kicking his longstanding heroine addiction.

It’s heartening too to see that he is winning a whole new audience, some of whom were alerted to his genius when a neutered version of Evidently Chicken Town featured on the closing credits of an episode of The Sopranos.

This is still one of his funniest and powerful poems even when the emphatic adjective has been altered from ‘fucking’ to the milder ‘bloody’. Film of his performance in the documentary shows that there’s nothing to beat the original when it comes to the venomous delivery of peerless lines like:

“a fucking bloke is fucking stabbed
waiting for the fucking cab
you fucking stay at fucking home
the fucking neighbours fucking moan
keep the fucking racket down
this is fucking chicken town”.

Poems like this and Beezley Street (which rhymes with uneasy cheesy greasy queasy and beastly) are Britain’s answer to Desolation Row although comparisons to Dylan are exaggerated for someone who has passed the best part of two decades without writing anything new.

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