We must have done 'Worst Cover Versions', yes?
I can separate the idea of Philip Larkin lying in a private letter to Kingsley Amis that he had a wank to the Mini Pops, or whatever it was, from his poems, cause it has no real relevance to them unless you're a mediocre academic who lacks the imagination to say something new about them.
Well yes, I can do that too — to a point. But I can't un-know it. It's there, another crumb of trivia lodged in the toaster-tray that passes for my mind these days.
Besides it's often not at all clear to me where the line between performance and non-performance lies. At the very least I'd be stripping away context without being sure of it's relevance
I admit I'm playing devil's advocate a bit, as I make a point of avoiding reviews and analyses in advance of seeing, reading, or listening to something. Consequently whole swathes of creative endeavour pass me by. Which, I guess, is a separate issue.
I can separate the idea of Philip Larkin lying in a private letter to Kingsley Amis that he had a wank to the Mini Pops, or whatever it was, from his poems, cause it has no real relevance to them unless you're a mediocre academic who lacks the imagination to say something new about them.
Well yes, I can do that too — to a point. But I can't un-know it. It's there, another crumb of trivia lodged in the toaster-tray that passes for my mind these days.
Besides it's often not at all clear to me where the line between performance and non-performance lies. At the very least I'd be stripping away context without being sure of it's relevance
I admit I'm playing devil's advocate a bit, as I make a point of avoiding reviews and analyses in advance of seeing, reading, or listening to something. Consequently whole swathes of creative endeavour pass me by. Which, I guess, is a separate issue.
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