A Call to Arms/Arts.

So. CBGB's closed yesterday and The Brooklyn Rail posted a little tribute article about it, and the state of the arts scene. I thought it was appropriate and inspring. It's good to stir up the troops, because I think we're all (ie. the country) far to comfortable.

What can I say- it made me smile, it made me angry, and it made me want to make things.

Farewell to CBGB's

This is one of my favourite parts:

I’m talking about getting brutally weird again. I’m talking about doing art that’s beyond co-option. I’m talking about forging new myths. I’m talking about creative resistance that scares the shit out of the rich robots, Sex in the City slaves, stockbrokers, cultural gatekeepers and pigs in power.

Food for thought.