In this short book they chart the development of Punk rock from cult to mass acceptance. They show how music has senticing the artists with the same old subversive features neutralised dangica carrots or sex/arugs/ casar fame'. What were once sharp angry tangs are rendered sott inellective ims'. "Punk started as a movement born out of No Fun and ended as a product whose existence was No Threat.
Names are named as they indict those who have fallen by the wayside.
Burchill and Parsons write in a highly subjective, new-journalistic style and there is plenty of humour as they recount their day experience of the rock menagerie.
They relate how Iggy Pop -was a racist and sexist, the hippy ideology seen through a microscope Inslead or rose lintec shades to their office "to ponce drugs'. 'He Was given laxatives and gulped them greedily', causing TENC PoOD' interrupt his concerts over the next 48 nOUrS.
They feel that punk has burnt itself out and that it's time for something else to take its place. Just what that may be they are not saving. thes catalogue the antithesis of the original punk philosophy: Never mind kid, there'll soon be machine/spot cream/rock-band on the market to solve all your problems and keep you quiet/off the street/ tent till next pay day All in all, a book which separates the acceptable (X Ray Spex, Robinson ete.) from the (most American bands, the Banshees, Rastafarianism etc.). By showing the downfall of punk they may make it easier for those who follow to avoid Ine pittals. They certainly warn consumers to look critically at their Just a couple of reservations. 1 with the blanche they give to the use of speed, or with the dedication to Menachim Begin but it's up to the readers to make up their own minds.
Also, worth although published on 16 November, the book was written Spring. This means that the authors have been developments like Carnival 2.
which if it encourages a movement as content, may well be very important.
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The bakery and mill workers are SubJeCt to accidents, ascase and very low pay (bakery workers have a basic over zi per -nour, is far All this and a lot more is detailed in which this excellent booklet on the bread The one weakness in the booklet is the section on what can be done in the interests both of bread workers and about Tales I Tell My Mother by Zoe Fairbairns Sara Maitland, Valerie Michele Roberts, Michelene Wandor.
The Journeyman Press, £2.50. O many was have we witen NE WOMAN in Tales I Tell many ways have we writle our history?' The history is of the development of women's liberation movement, told here in short stories by five women, all "writers, feminists and socialists'.
The book is very conscious of its historical context; it is consciously feminist, and structured to raise specific questions about fiction and language, politics and aesthetics.
Within this context, fifteen short stories explore the experiences that built the women's movement. They document, for instance, the nagging details of chores that pre-occupy women's minds; like Kathy, working frantically to deadline to cover up for her boss, thinking blankly she must clean the window.
One story, You Only Have to Say, is the best description I've ever read of just how women's sexuality is made secret, driven into silence: 'Oh yes, she knew she only had to say'. Just Lie back ano Empire conveys the weird matter-of-factness of a rape.
Other stories focus more directly on OF women's movement. After the Ball was Over turns sisterhood inside out and back again in a beautifully tender lesbian love story.
Keep it Clean and Parallel Lines write the movement's history the way it was lived, asserting (as all the stories do in different ways) the importance of women's personal experience. "All that does not glitter is not necessarily dross' writes Michele Roberts The majority of the stories are firmly grounded in everyday life, in England, during the last few years. A explore the LICH fantastical, the erotic, or the bizarre, like the evocation of childhood in the story that begins There is a dead nun in the school chapel.
On the whole the scope of the book American femimist science tician, more modest often looks at women's potentar freedom and strengun ratner than our actual oppression.
Tales I Tell My Mother aims to be more than a collection of short stories. It consistently raises questions 'feminist fiction'; what it speaks of, what it's trying to do.
Answers, and further questions, gradually shape themselves. For these writers, feminist language is fluent, articulate and English. Its value lies in its subject, in reclaiming women's experience from silence or distortion; Michelene Wandor tells the story of the elephant and the mouse:
Elephant: You're very small.
Mouse: I've been ill.
What's innovative about the book lies in its explicitly feminist viewpoint, rather than the form and language of the stories.
For the most part these are fairly traditional, and none of them would seem out of place in a magazine. They relate in interesting -ways to the "literary tradition of writing women Mary Shelley's Frankenstein through the Brontes and faintly into Women's Own serials, as the book comments.
The DOOK COHITESS tradition of political fiction. stories go bevond *parables sexism' or rather wooden expositions like The Ragged Trousered Philan thropists. On the other hand there's He Way have the power and urgency of fiction written from the heat of mass struggles, like Victor Serge's books do.
he impression Tales I Tell Mj Mother gives of feminist politics is of a process of illuminations, or pointers