Back from a visit to Taos with an extra day tacked on for prying open the inner fist, only to find why police sirens were whooping in the streets last night. Adios, Bin Laden! On the other hand, there is also Bill Knott’s latest post to keep in mind—an entry reposted from late summer 2008. Lest you think he’s making up this avant-garde-CIA-shill hobnobbery, see here and here.
Politics. Things we can’t control and things we can….
here. here. the very piece ..speaking of The Avant Garde well this piece<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWdQBblec0M<br /><br />long about 1967 or so is when i first heard it AND was because of Xenakis being Greek is one of the reasons that i went to Greece , met my Muse on a Greek Island (RODOZ) and<br /> discovered my other country<br /><br />etc.<br /><
HEY JOE<br /><br />I all-most me and Jeff Lohn <br />went to that festival however neither of us had the gelt for the trip as<br />we had just forked over BIG BUCKS ($1,200) for what we owed re: getting our MA degree from Hopkins…<br /><br />Xenokis, Cage, Tudor, Cunningham and that Princess what was here name Princess Fatah ? Boy, was she beautiful<br /><br />luckily my Original Muse
An excellent post, Lyle. You beat me to the punch by a year on the Saunders book, which I mentioned <a href="http://perpetualbird.blogspot.com/2008/06/linh-dinh-on-roll.html" rel="nofollow">here</a> in the context of a commentary on Linh Dinh's work. I've never doubted the aesthetic sincerity of Ashbery and other avant-gardists (if I can safely lump him in with them), but I often wonder
I liked the Bill Knott poem and blogpost. (The James Wright poem that he echoes has been a favorite or mine for many years.)<br /><br />Some time back I wrote in my blog a little about the book <i>The Cultural Cold War: The CIA and the World of Arts and Letters</i> by Frances Stonor Saunders, which gives copious detailed information on CIA funding and sponsorship of arts activities. The blogpost