A weird reaction to the Offbeat scene from Sean McGahey, the Editor of The Beat (a zine I’ve always liked), who has published a poem entitled “Off-beat Generation” in Zygote in My Coffee:
“In-beat, off-beat, fat-beat, dead-beat, beat-beat / It’s all a load of bull! / Cliquey bunch of Londoners / With nothing else better to do / Kissing each others [sic.] arse! / It’s not what you know / It’s who you know!! / I give them 6 months. / Ta ta”
Cry? I almost laughed. Wait till he hears about the Brutalists! Sans rancune, Sean.
(Via the divine Dogmatika. Picture: Matthew Coleman, Poster Boy of the clickey, parasitic, sycophantic London branch of the Offbeat Generation.)
First posted: Thursday, September 7th, 2006.
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Riposte! Take that, sir!
/ Posted by Anonymous on September 8th, 2006 at 12:07 am / Permalink /Indeed. We were discussing this only last night at the Groucho, just before we handed out contracts to hot young authors, snorted lines from the bare chests of barely legal schoolgirls and then travelled home to our Hampstead villas on rickshaws peddled by peasants. McCrum agreed it was a rum old show.
/ Posted by britlitblogs on September 8th, 2006 at 12:01 pm / Permalink /Beat Dis
/ Posted by People's Poet on September 8th, 2006 at 1:18 pm / Permalink /I will not be beaten
I will be a Beat
I’ll have my own magazine
And pretend I never eat
Burroughs, Corso and Kerouac
Run through my literary veins
I only wish I’d lived then
Rather than now
Where everything’s the same
Birmingham, so much to answer for!
/ Posted by Anonymous on September 8th, 2006 at 2:34 pm / Permalink /Ooh, how brutal..
/ Posted by Anonymous on September 10th, 2006 at 11:32 pm / Permalink /Like the city’s architecture.
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/ Posted by Anonymous on September 12th, 2006 at 5:29 pm / Permalink /