Elegy in an Urban Scrapyard
WHAT: My inaugural post for the blog portal Thought Catalog, a discursive meditation, refracted through the prism of personal recollection, on what I call “the fulsome ’80s” and, more specifically, the industrial aesthetic in music and subcultural thought, on the occasion of the death of the Throbbing Gristle keyboardist–tape-player, to be accurate–Peter “Sleazy” Christopherson. WHERE: […]