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Hi Jesse

enjoyed your reminiscence and do agree that where choice is available you
don't have to listen or watch etc. But what happens when the choices
disappear?? Because, in a very general sense, there is a pressure against
that. It's fine if you're a university linked avanty or neo-Marxist, rank
hath its privilege, but in the peopled world outside the groves, in the
market culture of pseudo-freedom, the push is otherwise. After, the
difficult roots of modernism were very much invovlved in a reaction to the
cultural corrosion of the market.

On 31 January 2018 at 01:44, jesse <[log in to unmask]> wrote:

> Well said, Jamie.  To you and everyone else: please adjust your reading of
> the piece accordingly, since I don't wish to have another listen (and look)
> at the breast-feeding anthem.  I think breast-feeding in the open air is
> fine, btw.  You don't have to look if you don't choose too.
>
> Drew Milne said it correctly too when he mentioned music hall
> entertainment and McGonagall and Ivor Cutler livening up poetry at the more
> popular level. I see (in my digest before me) a mention of visual and sound
> poetries as perhaps the other extreme of the range of which we are
> speaking.   That all seems to be fine.  The difference is, Drew, the
> outrage.  That's the elephant in the room of all the arts (and the
> humanities) now, rightly or wrongly, or, as Peter says, 'why does it have
> to be one or the other?' People listen for it and miss it if it's not
> there.  The big question is the type and quality of the rage expressed.
>
> Date:    Tue, 30 Jan 2018 02:27:04 +0000
> From:    Jamie McKendrick <[log in to unmask]>
> Subject: Re: Rebecca Watts
>
> Jesse, Rebecca Watts is the one who wrote the review not the one in the
> video. Just saying.
> Jamie
>
> -----Original Message----- From: BRITISH-IRISH-POETS automatic digest
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> Subject: BRITISH-IRISH-POETS Digest - 29 Jan 2018 to 30 Jan 2018 (#2018-34)
>
> There are 43 messages totaling 3962 lines in this issue.
>
> Topics of the day:
>
>  1. Rebecca Watts (39)
>  2. My review of The Magic Door by Chris Torrance
>  3. "a man speaking to men"
>  4. Wouldn't we
>  5. Review  copies - Green/Segal CD
>
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>
> Date:    Tue, 30 Jan 2018 10:52:15 +0900
> From:    jesse <[log in to unmask]>
> Subject: Rebecca Watts
>
> Caught the Guardian and the PN Review on Watts and the others and I can't
> help but remember my reading for the Stone Soup series hosted by the late
> Jack Powers.  It was--what--1988 or so, and my reading happened to be the
> warm-up act of the first 'Poetry Slam' ever to be held in Boston.  I'd
> never
> seen one before; neither had I ever met Patricia Smith, her sig. other at
> the time, and the kind of crowd that turned up to participate.  Of course,
> I
> was a guest judge.  I had just read for the Boston Poetry Society at the
> Longfellow House and was riding high from that gig so that sustained me
> through what appeared to be an evening of bad acting and patter from
> would-be stand-up comics with a heavy dose of self-justified,
> finger-pointing rage. All of the contestants were victims of something, and
> if they weren't they were people expressing contrition and concern for
> victims.  Or they were brand new beginners just as good--or almost as
> good--as everyone else. There were some 'poet poets' among the contestants,
> but they did not fare so well.  Patricia Smith threw lightning bolts at the
> audience that night and they screamed and applauded.  I recognized the M &
> M-type guys and gals, trying to follow Patricia Smith into the ionosphere
> of
> her rage but they lacked what she had plenty of--charisma, talent, genuine
> hurt--even if they talked about needle tracks and being on the mean streets
> of Bean town as genuinely as they could.  There was a heckler who kept
> shouting--the only difference between you and me, guy, is just a couple of
> staples and some paper!  Later I saw him get up and do his 'funny dance' as
> a slam contestant and call it 'a pome'.  After the slam was finished, there
> was an open mike where things bounced along in the same manner.  By that
> time I was having drinks with a 'Video Poet'--first time to meet one--who
> turned out to be a full-time Jungian therapist.  She got my address and
> sent
> me some of her video performances which I duly watched on a friend's video
> player.  I recall one part where she was noisily breathing through a
> snorkel
> in a posh-looking hotel lobby and taking breath so hard that it rattled the
> safety ball in its plastic yoke.  She then moved on to read the Tarot for a
> few guests who leaned forward to catch the words she said through her
> snorkel and to appreciate her silver leotards.
>
> There have always been poets 'of the people' of various degrees of
> sophistication.  Rebecca Watts riffing about breastfeeding on a rap-style
> video is ok, I think.  We don't have to watch it.  We don't have to call it
> anything or we can call it sentimental in the worst possible way.  She has
> a
> point to make, though: there are victims involved and she's throwing her
> own
> kind of lightning bolts.
>
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