Showing posts with label Crumb. Show all posts
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anti-butt crack law: "Immoral self expression goes beyond free speech."


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The butt has always been more hardcore than the breast, which, while sexy, is also maternal, representing the nurturing nature of women. Even the Virgin Mary bares her breasts in classical paintings. Baring the butt sends an entirely different message, so opposite that of the breast that many religions regulate its exposure. You may, for instance, hold the Koran in your hand, press it to your bosom, or place it on your head, but you are forbidden to touch it to your buttocks. Rabbinic texts instruct men to undress facing north or south so that their bare buttocks will never face - and offend - God. The biblical apostle Paul declared the buttocks a "less honorable" part of the body which must not be shown in public.

burned-out acidheads sell Bibles on the street for a living.



The light shows and sounds indicated the influence of dope on audience and musicians alike. They could no longer be called dances for they resembled Be-Ins more than the foxtrot shuffles that still predominate in middle-aged memories. Clubs, like U.F.O. and Middle Earth in London's West End, used to have all-night sessions, where one could listen, dance, blow bubbles, eat, sleep, trip, make love or just wander around digging the people. As might be expected, rip-off club managers began their own enterprises, charging high prices for music, food and hard liquor. For a time nobody cared, because the head clubs were community run and one could hear the best in progressive rock and grin stoned grins at performers who would later be ranked as superstars. A mixture of police harassment and capitalist economics eventually closed them down. The political nature of rock music is manifested at a number of levels. Many groups take explicitly political stands, whilst others make obvious references in their songs and interviews. The nature of the music industry, however, sometimes induces an ambivalent stance for, despite the free concerts and the heavy rhetoric, the record companies are 'only in it for the money'. The M.C.5, as long as they stayed in Detroit with John Sinclair, were a screaming, revolutionary band. As soon as they left, they became a teeny bop group with a mean reputation but without any balls.

his records sold poorly and he faded into obscurity


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Armenter Chatmon, better known as Bo Carter, was raised in Bolton, Mississippi He learned guitar in the early 1900s, played bass viol in a family string band led by his brother Lonnie Chatmon in the 1910s, and later joined the Mississippi Sheiks. Carters career as a street singer was largely imposed by the blindness that afflicted him in the late 1920s. Between 1930 and 1940 he recorded 105 titles, many notable for their musical sophistication and for the clever sexual innuendo of their lyrics