Bunny Beastie 45
Big C bought me a pair of small delights the other day: two single 45s - Lennon and Ono splits from ‘Double Fantasy’ - put out by Geffen Records w/Atlantic back in the early 1980s, three weeks before John was shot.
They translate to about the price of a salmon roll on the electronic bay of sales but are way, way more special than that particular assessment of value would suggest. Between the two of them, ‘Woman’ by John and ‘Kiss Kiss Kiss’ make getting up from your respective arm chairs very worth while. Sweet, rare n' raunchy. Despite the singles’ representation of that particular album as a far softer creature than it actually it is, they are all in all a lovely find and I’m most grateful to have laid my hands on them.
This thing has been giving me much cause for thought. Published by Playboy in 1976, ‘Sugar and Spice’ is a pretty wonderful collection of photography from the likes of James Bees, Helmut Newton, Jeanloup Sieff & Co. And Garry Gross.
His pictures of a very young Brooke Shields were divisive at the time and are perhaps even more so now. On the one hand, you have Gross asking us pretty directly what the difference is between his work and something like Tierney Gearnon’s photographs of his children (featured in the Saatchi Boundary Exhibition book, ‘I Am A Camera’) - sweet, oftentimes funny and shot with undeniable affection. I think it’s got to be the way in which it’s shot and that is apparently Gross’ second point; his exploration from the edge of dormant female sexuality.
It’s this second part that most people I’ve spoken to seem to have real trouble with. Some have said that the Sixties & Seventies alike were a more innocent time but I don’t know if that’s true. They were certainly a more naive time. I go back and forth on the whole issue, running into a freaking tank wall when I consider the reality of exactly where this was printed. In a Playboy. A book, yes - more commonly the stomping group for art than pornography - but a Playboy none the less. It will absolutely provoke discussion. That’s about the only thing anyone appears to agree on.
I have been hunting these foul abominations in my dreams for the past week. Inevitably I had my calendar skewed and couldn’t descend until the 6th when the Lords Of Play unleashed From Software’s horror onto their diabolical network. However, since then I have been knees deep in such systems I would not have believed. It is, as has been posited by many in positive tones a far more fluid game in terms of pacing and action than the Souls games. That doesn’t mean there aren’t frequent moments I find myself hammering dodge in a futile attempt to cancel out of an attack, only to meet some monstrosity’s bonesaw head on with my face. That’s still very much a thing and I’ll be damned if I’m not going back for more. You can call it masochistic if you like, I’m into it.
JD - TACOCAT