Here's my latest Artillery column which coincidentally starts with a shoutout to Tony Conrad, who would've turned 79 today. HBD Schmaltzy!
Coalescing in the San Fernando Valley—Ground Zero of the festering suburban carnivalesque—WImP scavenged amongst the thrift stores, theme parks, UFO cult headquarters and record and bookstore bargain bins, collecting and recombining the semiotic DNA of sitcom reality into rich and strange mashups—not only in their Xeroxed collage publications, cobbled together from vintage magazine ads, obsolete civics schoolbooks, fallout shelter instruction pamphlets, religious tracts and so on but in Situationist anthropological expeditions to Disneyland, curatorial projects including exhibits of lost pet posters, thrift-shop art and the infamous “Fix-It-Up” show at LACE... continue
reading Under the Radar: Minor History Needs More Mining at Artillery or ATJ
Interior images from Afraid of Modern Living: World Imitation & Monitor, 1977–1982, by Antonio Beecroft https://soundsonpaper.com/
All these antics and more were documented in curator/author Antonio Beecroft’s beautifully installed 2017 exhibit at These Days gallery and the accompanying catalog Afraid of Modern Living: World Imitation and Monitor 1977–1982—which sold out almost immediately. Happily, the volume has just been reissued in a slightly expanded version by Sounds on Paper, though again in limited quantities. Collecting documentary photos, collages and other artworks by Steve Thomsen and Michael Uhlenkott, drawings by Jeffrey Vallance, gig fliers for Monitor, and pages from various WImP publications, the book also contains a substantial chronological essay by Beecroft.
Other members of the original group included Anne Connor, Jeffrey Rankin and Laurie O’Connell. As the collective—encouraged by DEVO associate Ed Barger—began to morph into Monitor, Connor and Rankin chose the path of library science, and Keith “Big Beat” Mitchell was brought into the fold on drums (beating out both Kelley and Gina Schock). As with many Minor Historical collectives, the center couldn’t hold long, and Monitor barely finished recording their album before scattering.
Uhlenkott and Mitchell went on to co-found LA cowpunk band The Romans while O’Connell and Barger hooked up and split for the North Country. Steve Thomsen has continued producing remarkable DIY collage chapbooks, honing the WImP aesthetic to a virtuosic combinatorial patois of dinosaurs, amoebas, skeletons, geometric diagrams, French poodles, and fragmentary, dislocated sales-pitch slogans. After teaming with LAFMS members Rick Potts and Joseph Hammer to form the ’90s improvisational experimental group Solid Eye, Thomsen continued releasing loopy, hypnotic instrumental music on extremely hard-to-find CDs, and his insistence on remaining off the celebrity grid points to a fundamental lesson behind WImP and similar recovered countercultural moments.
While Beecroft’s book does an excellent job of documenting the specific historical circumstances surrounding this particular outburst of creativity (and will do so even more if ever issued in its gorgeous original design, when it was known as The End of the World and set to include a CD of Monitor’s collected works!) there is a deeper and more rhizomatic truth on which it touches. Who knows how many WImP-like collectives sprang up and flourished in the ’70s and ’80s that have never been subjected to this kind of appreciation? I could name a dozen I had personal contact with, but the number is probably in the thousands
What the Beat, Folk, Hippy, Punk, Post-Punk, Hip-hop and other 20th-century musical and literary social movements continually posited was a completely different mode of creation, distribution and consumption of culture from the monolithic mass media that is so profitable and so easy to control. While a reproduced mimeograph blast from the past is always welcome, such archival reclamations should first and foremost remind you to look around and find out what’s festering beneath today’s glossy superficial nightmare. Or maybe even start a Minor History of your own!
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