One of the side effects of being a sixteen year old boy is the tendency to know everything. The world starts opening up and revealing itself to fit neatly into a very small number of categories. It's a wonderful moment, a time when you are granted near omniscience. It's all so simple. You understand it all. Except girls. Now there are a number of ways around this. You could try talking to them, but frankly that's a bit terrifying. You could ask your friends, but frankly they're even more likely to [...]

TUCUMAN ARDE: COUNTER INFORMATION AND THE CREATION OF AESTHETIC AND CULTURAL MILITANCY If there is one thing in my short visit on this planet has taught me, is that the relationship between art and politics is a pretty much a hot mess on your chest. Some would say that without politics there can be no art, and others would take the vice-a-verse stance and tell you that without art - politics would suffer as well. I find that art and artists that wear the skin of the liberal activist are amongst some of the most [...]
I've just recently got around to reading The Story of Crass by George Berger, and find it hard to actually recommend. It's a bit all over the place, and while it follows a rough chronological structure, Berger occasionally jumps forward a few years to embellish an anecdote, which is rather unsettling. It's also hard to escape the conclusion that he doesn't actually like the music, which may be why he spends so much time writing about everything else. Crass were always uncompromising, and my guess is that they agreed to give Berger access on the [...]
Micropenis Genre: Post punk / Glam / New Wave From: United Kingdom The 'humorously' named Micropenis are a girl/boy performance art duo who are as far from a professional careerist band as I think it's possible to be. According to the band they are trying very hard to be good and they overhead some people who were forming a band because they "couldn't be worse [...]

Nice wee personal reminiscence post from Another Green World , which takes in Ian Bone , early eighties Anarchism in London and the anarcho-punk DIY scene of Crass and the Poison Girls. The post also pointed me in the direction of this recent article from the Guardian which details the radical reworking of *cough* Crass classics and a storm in a tea stained cup over Crass's legacy that is going on between Penny Rimbaud and Steve Ignorant. Crass were never my cup of tea - stained or otherwise - so [...]