Then again, if record shops were still able to muster a similar sense of freshness to the bookshops I'm talking about, I have the feeling they'd be like Second Layer (http://www.secondlayer.co.uk/) in Archway, and stock vinyl, and feature instores by people like Baraclough (http://www.baraclough.co.uk) performing eccentric texts over beatless, uncompromising, abstract music:
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Only in this way could you estrange your way to the sufficient distance from recycled, exhausted commercial rubbish to provide -- at the very least -- the illusion of having a vital subculture going on somewhere. Your task would then be to distinguish the results from a 1979 Throbbing Gristle performance, and show that a return to limited-edition vinyl wasn't a retreat to the past. But I suppose the printed ephemera in the bookshops also faces a similar challenge: in what way are you not a bunch of Fluxus catalogues from the sixties?
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Only in this way could you estrange your way to the sufficient distance from recycled, exhausted commercial rubbish to provide -- at the very least -- the illusion of having a vital subculture going on somewhere. Your task would then be to distinguish the results from a 1979 Throbbing Gristle performance, and show that a return to limited-edition vinyl wasn't a retreat to the past. But I suppose the printed ephemera in the bookshops also faces a similar challenge: in what way are you not a bunch of Fluxus catalogues from the sixties?