Re-make / Re-model is a non-fiction book detailing the story of the band, Roxy Music by Michael Bracewell, which was published in 2007. It’s also the title of the first track from Roxy Music’s eponymous debut album (and famously employs cacophonous solos on guitar, sax and wonky old synthesizer (thank you, Brian Eno).
The book is a cracking good read if you’re interested in British culture – Bracewell is pretentious, flashy and brilliant, with a magpie’s eye for the important nuggets of information, the little events, the mistakes, the blips that make a story important and interesting. It’s great even if you don’t like Roxy Music – the stuff about the various colleges the band members went to is fascinating.
Anyway, this is from the dust-jacket: “Re-make / Re-model is the fascinating and largely unknown story of the individuals and circumstances that would lead over a period of almost twenty years to the formation of Roxy Music – a group in which art, fashion and music would combine to create, in the words of its inventor, Bryan Ferry, ‘above all, a state of mind’…The story which has never been told is that of the interweaving networks of friendships, influences and ideas out of which Roxy Music emerged. This would be a world in which the ideas within fine art and the avant garde would be determinedly applied to the making of mainstream popular culture; a story in which, through the recollections and insights of the participants, we travel from the austerity years of Britain in the 1950s, through the liberations and revolutions offered to a new generation by art schools and pop culture, to pursue the notion, retrospectively summarised by Brian Eno, that ‘pop music is not about making music in any traditional sense of the word. It is about creating new, imaginary worlds, and inviting people to join them.’ Phew!
And here’s the first paragraph:
First, a temple in the Greek style. The sense is one of abandonment. On a cold, steep hill of wind-toughened grass, eighteen sandstone pillars (Doric, broad to the verge of squat), blackened with age, weather and soot, support the entablatures and twin pediments – there is no roof – of a mid-Victorian copy, half sized, of the Theseum of Athens.
In our house, this book can be found: dining room, left-hand bookshelves, fifth shelf down.
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Hey! I’ve just launched a new blog! It’s a remix of this one! The first post collects all the street portraits (minus one) I’ve taken so far. You can find it here: TFIPM Remix. (There was a password, but I don’t think it worked, so now you can just visit).
Thanks to Deanne for encouraging me to do this, and for her brilliant, touching, and informative daily posts.
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