Thursday, April 8, 2010
His son makes pants now
So BWT wanted a response... In 1976, when all that wondrous unpleasantness started happening, the notion that someone such as Malcolm McLaren might deserve an obituary in the Daily Telegraph would have seemed utterly preposterous. Now that it’s happened, I can’t decide whether it represents McLaren’s triumph, or his ultimate failure. Did he win, or was he just absorbed? In Situationist terms, do the plaudits that accompany his passing represent a dĂ©tournement, or a recuperation? Did Jordan breed Jordan? Qui a tuĂ© Bambi?
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