Marc Masters has dug into the past to reassemble the cast of non Fame. All influenced by punk, whatever they try to say as they strode up on stage to bash out rhythmic shapes, composed of angular guttural chords to a machine like battering rhythm. The original adherents were James Chance, Lydia Lunch, Mars, DNA, Glenn Branca, Pat Place amongst others along with film makers Scot and Beth B. This book provides a plotted history, detailing the participants and their cultural legacy.
The author traces some of the subsequent impacts on outsider culture. The clang and screetch of the era has diminished, along with experimentation as the material world of corporate success, its desire for synthesis and harmony has ultimately glazed over the atonal jarring noise. The representation of the sleek machine, does not like dissonance in any shape or form. This avant revolt has therefore been consigned to the backwater.
Does it say anything? The reason why it still carries a messae is it explored an inner state, rather than the external political worlds of Dead Kennedy's, Sex Pistols or the Clash. It also illuminates a particular candle; with enough belief and imagination, anyone can create a scene. The emphasis was on finding a personal voice, that had been stomped on, as opposed to being subsumed within a collective reduction of what happened next; wimp pop, nouveau pop or gluebag Oi.
The book is a large one, and filled with black and white pictures of the participants, looking young and angry, snapped in an era. The writing puts into context the various bands who appeared in the famous comp "No New York". Bowie and Eno looked into the scene and pulled some of the particiants into a structure. The author does a descent job at looking into the social context. This is extremely welcome because most muso journalists operated in a cultural vacuum, a little Prisoner bubble where nothing seemingly impacted from the outside world on their sacred sound.
It is written from a fans view, a labour composed of love, rather than the usual soundbites some Oxbridge journo throws together. Worth purchasing to peek into a time when vibrancy, dissonance, anti authoritarianism and violence were all available currencies. Plus for the first time you had women operating on an equal footing as the men in forming bands and playing guitars, the first glimpse of fem power that was neither formulated pap a la Spice Girlzzz.
Along with the other books of the er this is worth a peek within, just to get some ideas for the next modernity.