HOW MADCAP
MODERN ART IS DEAD
Everyone knows the world is ending, and
everyone knows we are over : irony rules
the stage, puppets as politicians, global
icecaps melting, and we're still meant
to agree the ends justify the means.
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There's no care about anything : little
men who measure their squankums on
stage, fighting angels who shoot other
men in their driveways, black-Mexican
authority figures counting their drug
money on national TV. Who cares
then, for line and subterfuge, for
angle and glare? The color has
fallen from this lampshade.
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I'm going to San Francisco, with
your daughter in tow - and she's
never coming back. Don't you worry
none; it's performance art and it's
done in the dark. It's all we do,
and it's all we've got.
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Madcap modern art is dead.
(Or not)?
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