Year Zero

[imomus]

The world cinema section of Tsutaya has always added sparkle to my Japan stays. I often seem to find films there which, although Western, show surprising sides of the West. It's the West as curated by Japan. Or perhaps it just looks different with Japanese characters on the packaging and Japanese subtitles. I could tell you I'm renting Godard (who looks very Japanese here, very "Paris-of-our-dreams") and Truffault (whose La Nuit Americaine was a let-down, I must say, like most films about making films), but actually it's not always anything so obvious. It might be Czech animation or Monty Python. Actually, the big revelation for me in 2001, when I lived in Tokyo, was renting Philippe Garrel's La Cicatrice Interieure, which is basically a longform promo video for Nico's "Desertshore" album.

This weekend I've been watching The Cockettes, a 2002 documentary about a drag queen theatre group from San Francisco started by a flamboyant light child called Hibiscus, "Jesus Christ in lipstick". I recommend the documentary on its own merits (there are parallels with my Fakeways doc about Fischerspooner), but I was struck by an odd contradiction that emerges from the film.

Several of the interviewees, original members of the Cockettes, tell us how radically different life in late 60s San Francisco was to their suburban upbringings. "I was a Catholic schoolgirl in a small town in New Jersey and aspired to be an adventuress," says Fayette, one of the few biological women in the group. "That was my goal in life, that inspired me to go West. So when I started living in San Francisco I just discarded everything that was even a remote remnant of my suburban past and completely got into velvet and lace, and we completely communicated through drag. That's how you met other people."

"We really did believe there'd be a revolution at any minute. And you wanted to come down on the right side," says Marshall. Hibiscus, meanwhile (he's a kind of proto-Devendra) floats around with his beard, crazy make-up and thriftstore garb. He sings show tunes, keeps a scrapbook of glittery Edwardian kitsch, and gets a campy mock-crucifixion on a cross on the beach. There's also a lot of testimony about how drugs -- and these "far out" people were heavy drug users -- helped break down any remaining inhibitions, removing the last vestiges of suburban American mores.

Yet the scenes of the Cockettes in performance are weirdly tame. Dressed in drag, they jig about to old show tunes. There are campy jokes (from Divine -- this is where she and John Waters met) about "crabs on Uranus" and so on, but it's basically a drag revue as they seem always to have existed wherever there are gay people, transvestites and stages. Artifice, travesty, exaggeration of female vanity, campy songs about cruising, and so on. I'm sure there was even some cabaret in ancient Babylon where this stuff went on.

So what I don't buy, I suppose, is this idea of Year Zero, the notion of some completely new and un-American culture emerging from the ferment of Haight-Ashberry. Just as drugs only give us access to things that are already in our minds, so cultural "Year Zeroes" often turn out to be the emergence, in new contexts, of old elements. It's not just Hollywood dance numbers, sentimental Edwardian adverts featuring gauzy nymphs, and a femme-y Christ on the cross which look oddly familiar. It's also the idea of "travelling West to be free" or "setting up a dissident community to avoid persecution" which are quintessentially American activities, repeating the history of the nation itself.

The Cockettes' living arrangements were actually a lot more radical than their shows: the Kaliflower commune, where they initially lived, was based on John Humphrey Noyes's Oneida Community in upstate New York, a Christian exercise in communism. In 1844 Noyes' religious sect, The Putney Association, formally adopted "Bible communism" for its 37 members "including all property of family living and associations." This "communism of associations" included non-possessive sexual relations: an arrangement called "complex marriage" decreed that all men and women in the community were married to each other. They could engage in sexual intercourse, but could not develop exclusive attachments to any one person "because it would be selfish and idolatrous".

The Cockettes' most radical gesture, then, was not so much a return to a "Year Zero" as a return to 1844. Kaliflower may even have been less liberated than Oneida. It was run by a man called Irving Rosenthal. He was strict. "He made me do everyone's laundry," complains Jilala, another of the Cockettes' minority of biological women.

Comments

[jermynsavile.livejournal.com]

Of course the hippies too were notorious for having very traditional living arrangements with only the men living anything approaching an 'alternative' lifestyle, the women being left in the kitchen (you only have to read Germaine Greer and any number of 60s feminists on this for evidence). Very revealing that the phrase 'old lady' was used ubiquitously.

Drugs, rock music, communes etc didn't change the suburban mind-set of most.

[cheapsurrealist.livejournal.com]

Very revealing that the phrase 'old lady' was used ubiquitously.

As was the phrase "old man".

[jermynsavile.livejournal.com]

Ah, but surely men were called, 'Man', only women got 'Old' as a prefix. They all wanted to be living with their mothers!

[cheapsurrealist.livejournal.com]

I'm not saying that there weren't sexist hippies. I'm just picking on a minor point here.

Boys called their girlfriends old lady and girls called their boy friends old man.

I'll site Joni Mitchel's "My Old Man" as an example. And remember that Big Yellow Taxi that took away her old man.

Unless she's talking about an incestuous relationship (http://movies.crooksandliars.com/zappa_crossfire_1986.mov) with her father.

incest rock

[cheapsurrealist.livejournal.com]

Looks like crooksandliars didn't allow the deep link:

try this:

http://www.crooksandliars.com/2006/01/10.html#a6652 (http://www.crooksandliars.com/2006/01/10.html#a6652)

It's the one with Zappa on Crossfire in 1986.

[pinwheelcloud.livejournal.com]

Do you know where i could order La Cicatrice Interieure?
I've been trying to get a hold of it forever and hold Desertshore as my dearest album and Nico as my idol.

I also should tell you how much i enjoy your music, lj, and writing alike.

thanks for any information about La Cicatrice Interieure you can give me.

yours truly,
-douglas kong.

[cheapsurrealist.livejournal.com]

I could tell you I'm renting Godard (who looks very Japanese here, ...

Very Tokyorama?

I suppose, is this idea of Year Zero, the notion of some completely new and un-American culture emerging from the ferment of Haight-Ashberry.

I was driving up Haight street the other day with a friend. He's a few years older than me and was playing in bands in S.F. in the 60's. These days he's apolitical. He's a funny guy specialising in sarcasm. But on this day he was kind of sentimental pointing out where the best clubs used to be and the one where he jammed with Mike Bloomfield and stuff like that. He said "see dave this is why I'm not political any more. If all that was going on then didn't change things then nothing will.

People back then, back there really thought we we're on the verge of a new kind of society. But then the backlash came.

These things do tend to go in cycles. The Feminist movent of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. Then the backlash. The Feminist movement of the 60's and 70's. Then the backlash.
But each time a little more ground is gained. But it's painfully slow.

I think we're living in the age of "the difficult third album"

[lord-whimsy.livejournal.com]

http://religiousmovements.lib.virginia.edu/profiles/listalpha.htm#a

beat my guest

[petit-paradis.livejournal.com]

It was run by a man called Irving Rosenthal. He was strict. "He made me do everyone's laundry," complains Jilala, another of the Cockettes' minority of biological women.

the same applied for the women of the Beat Generation:

"In 1996 panel of Beat women qwriters [Joyce] Johnson said she and her peers put up with the sexism of Beat men because the rest of the society was worse."

"Elsie Cowen,...who had the misfortune to fall in lvoe with Ginsberg, was unpublished in her lifetime but became widely known through a photo of her naked, ironing a shirt"

from John Leland's Hip: the history (2004)

Re: beat my guest

[imomus.livejournal.com]

Well, you'd think a photo like that might have found its way onto the internet, but no, Google Image gives nothing for "Elsie Cowen". It seems life in the pc age is more PC... but rather less interesting.

Re: beat my guest

[dmlaenker.livejournal.com]

I'd be surprised. Unless, of course, it's an apocryphal story.

Re: beat my guest

[(Anonymous)]

You may want to edit one of your examples; Jilala was NOT a biological woman. This quote undoes your otherwise supportable proof.

[rwillmsen.livejournal.com]

"Jesus Christ in lipstick"

A simple but enduring image (any remember Madonna?). A very necessary idea too I suppose.

Excuse my frankness

[ebekenezer.livejournal.com]

If Jesus Christ wore lipstick, he might have been a bit more attractive hanging out on the cross all that time. I am surprised he didn't apply before the excessive torment he endured. The only way I'd hang a cross in my dungeon is if he sported a sugarded maple stain on his lips. Lancome perhaps. Where was his dignity?

Re: Excuse my misspelling

[ebekenezer.livejournal.com]

Sugared.....my dignity dies with misspelling.

[mistresshellena.livejournal.com]

I remember feeling the same way after seeing the Cockettes. Of course, I didn't have any idea about Noyes. I'm fascinated with the need for some people who want to define themselves outside the social norms who talk up their experience like it's never been done before. I don't begrudge people this sentiment because I think often times people need to feel they're doing something totally new and radical to have enough of a fire lit under them to do anything at all. Is this mostly an American phenomenon? Our pioneer/rebel spirits lingering on? Not sure. I am sure that we love hyperbole and that this "Year Zero" concept is totally in line with that.

The Cockettes also reminded me of living out in SF and all of my generation, children of hippies who spun fabulous tales of drugs and debauchery (revolution?), trying to live up to the Utopia of our elders. And how did we try to do this? By immitating them, but thinking we were doing something new and radical.

Genius and invention, where is it?

[ebekenezer.livejournal.com]

Well said Mistress.

[33mhz.livejournal.com]

I saw a "punk rock" drag troupe in portland that had the same kind of vibe to it. There were some cynnical queens scoffing that it had all been done, more skillfully and daringly in San Francisco 20 years ago, but it seems like that take is kind of missing the point.

Though they all do necessarily have precedents, these various groups and movements don't evolve directly from one another, so there's no real institutional memory, especially for stuff too obscure and confounding to make it into (m)any history books.

When these kids claim to be doing something new and radical, they're correct, but not in the way the mean. The new and radical action doesn't generally take place at the global/national level but at the individual level, where these queer (in all and any sense of the word) kids shake off the last remains of the internalized social mores they felt constrict them. (It's therefore not wholly surprising that one or more of the male Cockettes retained their sexism, since pushing off their laundry on one of the women was hardly an inconvenience for them.)

[mistresshellena.livejournal.com]

The new and radical action doesn't generally take place at the global/national level but at the individual level

Thank you for pointing that out. I think that's a really important and interesting distinction to take into consideration.

wassail

[pressurised.livejournal.com]

I was lost in the lp sleeve of ISB’s Hangman’s Beautiful Daughter. And I remembered how I used to look at it as a sixteen year old, when the image was already sixteen years old. What I see now in the in the image could be summed up as something like: the fey retrenched. The faces and poses are something like those of agricultural labourers of the edwardian period, but dressed in costumes designed by the wife of their aristocratic employer after she has taken a fancy to the writings of William Morris. She has assembled the workers together for their participation in a May Day concert of folk singing – altogether now, ‘I can’t dream well because of my horns.’

Random fact-checker, here...

[(Anonymous)]

"(from Divine -- this is where she and John Waters met)"

They were old Baltimore friends, definitely pre-Cockettes.

Re: Random fact-checker, here...

[lord-whimsy.livejournal.com]

"Dreamlanders"

[nato-dakke.livejournal.com]

I saw the cockettes on the shelf at tsutaya recently too... the box art made me feel like it was a somewhat recent japanese production. I ignored it. Maybe I'll give it a look.

truffault

[(Anonymous)]

is that what the cool people call him

[intergalactim.livejournal.com]

Nico interviewed on the french television in 1972...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EM7sMHXQM08&mode=related&search=