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No Failure In America, Whether Of Love Or Money, Is Ever Simple; It Is Always A Kind Of Betrayal, Of A Mass Of Shadowy, Shared Hopes.

Bob Dylan Continues To Release Odd And Unsettling Records, And To Do Odd And Unsettling Things On Stage. So The Term "still" Seems Meaningless To Me. But The Real Answer Is Simple: I Listen To Bob Dylan For Pleasure More Than I Listen To Anyone Else For Pleasure.

Farber Had A Huge Effect On Me As A Writer. I Don't Mean I Write Like Him. Farber Is, First Of All, A Great Stylist, A Great Writer. Anyone Can Read Manny Farber's Film Criticism, Whether That Person Is A Novelist, A Poet, Another Critic, A Historian, And Learn A Lot About Writing By Reading Him.

I Never Find Myself Even Catching Lyrics Until Something In The Sound Has Taken Me Captive. Thinking About Anything Else Is Just The Pleasurable Byproduct Of Wow.

As I Write, Johnny Rotten's First Moments In "anarchy In The U.k." - A Rolling Earthquake Of A Laugh, A Buried Shout, Then Hoary Words Somehow Stripped Of All Claptrap And Set Down In The City Streets - I Am An Antichrist - Remain As Powerful As Anything I Know. Listening To The Record Today - Listening To The Way Johnny Rotten Tears At His Lines, And Then Hurls The Pieces At The World; Recalling The All-consuming Smile He Produced As He Sang - My Back Stiffens; I Pull Away Even As My Scalp Begins To Sweat.