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This portrait of David Bowie was taken by Kate Simon at Olympic recording studios in Barnes, west London, on January 14, 1974. Simon’s photograph captures a man on the cusp; furiously occupied in the studio, Bowie was tying up loose ends ahead of his departure for America 10 weeks later. He hasn’t lived in Britain […]
This feature on five owners of interesting automobiles comes from a time long before the banalities of Top Gear.
Ian Dury sent this letter to Roberta Bayley in May 1977. As the late songsmith’s biographer Will Birch explains here, Dury was just a few months away from achieving nationwide fame.
Wyndham Lewis’ 1914 publication Blast 1 is the daddy of the modern aesthetic manifesto. It’s also a Modernist objet d’art. Iconoclastic and satiric, at times inchoate and irrational, Blast’s aim was to establish Vorticism‘s endorsement of the machine age and and simultaneous disavowal of the stultifying Romantic legacy of the Victorian era.
SEX became a magical place. People spent hours there; no one wanted to leave. In it, I created a feeling that was both euphoric and hysterical. You felt an enormous range of possibilities – that whatever was happening couldn’t be predicted, but it was a movement toward a place unknown. Malcolm McLaren, Musical Paintings [JRP […]
A couple of years back I interviewed Anita Pallenberg – who celebrated her birthday yesterday – for Mojo magazine. The subject was the scene in and around the King’s Road in 1967. Crisp and funny, Pallenberg was just as buzzed about the present; visiting Karl Lagerfeld in Paris the next day, her interests in gardening and photography, the […]
By the time this appeared in International Times, The Angry Brigade had bombed the Biba boutique in Kensington High Street, west London, on May Day, 1971.
Maggs has issued a scratch catalogue of William Burroughs’ photographs of London 1972 – 1974. These are hand-made prints produced a few years ago from the original negatives and are conservation-framed and glazed. Here are some more pages from the catalogue:
Year-ends and beginnings naturally bring a sense of loss, of time passed and experiences weighed. For me, 2010 will always mark the deaths of two individuals of personal import and also of lasting significance to our culture: Charlie Gillett and Malcolm McLaren. These apparently disparate individuals – Gillett 68 and McLaren 64 at their time […]
These are exterior shots of the incarnations of 430 King’s Road since the early 60s.