"Today, almost every critic bows down to the Velvets, but Willis 'got' those proto-punks early. Her 1979 essay from the anthology 'Stranded' (included here) remains a foundational, luminous analysis of Lou Reed’s street-hassle humanism—and a statement of Willis’s own purpose. 'What it comes down to for me—as a Velvets fan, a lover of rock ’n’ roll, a New Yorker, an aesthete, a punk, a sinner, a sometime seeker of enlightenment (and love) (and sex)—is this: I believe that we are all, openly or secretly, struggling against one or another kind of nihilism. I believe that body and spirit are not really separate, though it often seems that way. I believe that redemption is never impossible and always equivocal,' she wrote, then ended wryly with the refrain from 'Heroin': 'But I guess that I just don’t know.'"
In The New York Times, Evelyn McDonnell reviews Ellen Willis's Out of the Vinyl Deeps.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
"One of the Canonical Documents of Early Pop Music Criticism"
Labels:
1960s,
1970s,
books,
Counterculture,
cultural history,
gender,
journalism,
music,
New York
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