Happy birthday to the article that got me my first death threat. I still get contacted to do interviews about this piece and was thinking about writing something related to Dash Snow as a follow up, but then I was like, meh, it’s a bit hot for all that innit?
NEW POST: FaltyDL Interview
One thing a beatnik cannot abide is a square. The bearded, sandaled beat likes to be with his own kind, to riffle through his quarterlies, write craggy poetry, paint crusty pictures, and pursue his never-ending quest for the ultimate in sex and protest. When deterred from such pleasures by the goggle-eyed from Squaresville, the beatnik packs his pot (marijuana), shorts and bongo drums, grabs his black-hosed, pony-tailed beatchick and cuts out. Lately, beatniks in increasing numbers have been cutting out of the incipient squareness of San Francisco and swinging in the shabby little Los Angeles beach community of Venice. There last week the regular inhabitants were howling in protest almost loud enough to drown out the thump of the bongos.
[Monday, Sep. 14, 1959]
Traditionally, a company that spots a sudden market opportunity responds by gearing ads toward the new customers. But Neal Stewart, Pabst’s marketing whiz, had studied “No Logo,” Naomi Klein’s anti-corporate manifesto, and he understood that overt commercial messages would turn off an audience suspicious of capitalism.
[The Buying In RE-UP]
Mass media’s codependant relationship with advertising has destined both industries to failure.
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