#theirrealists — Public Fediverse posts

when hope is just another lie (do you believe that? macho macho man) … something the 80s sold to us : is it just me? as I walk down Poydras Street in New Orleans, I hear the chorus of “Boys of Summer” by Don Henley, not even a song I cared for particularly when … is it still popular? … and that feeling of being there or having been there that feels a little bit like joy : I hope … I buy me some of that, thanks. They meant it as a lie (to sell something), but it was a lie that was true. What they wanted was that we would be convinced … fool me once! … that hope is for pussinboots. Yeah, capitalism is bad boys of summer, but guess what! it hurt so good, don’t it? What I know is that it felt completely different to be alive then, and that feeling was real. I was happy. A lot of us were, we privileged middle-class white kids living in the suburbs … our garage bands, guitars and synthesizers, the robot sound of the future is now.

#TheIrrealists #80s #Music #ExperimentalWriting

and speaking of hashtags (I'm still trying to figure this social media thing out) I'm going to start using #TheIrrealists to mark posts as part of public exchange of how to use #ExperimentalWriting to break up repressive social structures (in the mode of Kathy Acker #KathyAcker & William S. Burroughs #WilliamSBurroughs) ... and others

for more context see the essay by Kathleen Wheeler I posted earlier this week, here it is again

https://dalkeyarchive.substack.com/p/reading-kathy-acker

One of my experimental writing & publication projects is #NovaLetters , here's an example of a "deeper cut" which introduces Burroughs' concept of "coordinate points" mentioned in two of his cut-up novels

https://write.as/leadworth/coordinate-points

for fun I'm testing out applying terms from #DoctorWho to Burroughs' Nova concepts. A little for everyone.