SrLansky Monogatari

"Mother of teen / director"

Caleb Butcher. Collage.

Danny Trejo, Rob Zombie and his neighbour, the "fake Mexican" Antonio Banderas.

William Burroughs (whose work, among other things, has supplied the names for Steely Dan, Soft Machine, the Insect Trust and now a British band called Dead Fingers Talk) was the subject of the three-day NOVA Convention at downtown Manhattan's Entermedia Theater in early December. The program was shot through with rock & roll: Patti Smith tooted a clarinet; Frank Zappa read from Burroughs' Naked Lunch; Allen Ginsberg recited a poem called "Punk Rock Your My Big Cry-baby" ("I'll tell my deaf mother on you!/Fall on the floor/And eat your grandmother's diapers..."); and Ed Sanders read a hilarious account of a fictional group called J'Accuse. A related pair of concerts at the nearby Club 57 ―headlined by the B-52s, a punk-rock dance band from Georgia― turned into an event when Walter Steding's avant-garde violin musings were backed by Robert Fripp and Blondie's Deborah Harry and Chris Stein. Fripp and Stein played guitar and Harry played drums on a slow, bizarre version of "Hound Dog".