Not for prudes.
Raucus, sexy memoir by the sensation-seeking pioneer of punk rock.
Cherry Vanilla, born Kathleen Anne Dorritie in 1943, was the youngest of four children of a brutal sanitation worker and indulgent hotel-switchboard operator. After graduating from a Catholic school in Brooklyn, she went on the prowl in Manhattan for sex, drugs rock 'n' roll and a way to make a buck using her street smarts and creative spirit. She first found haven among the Mad Men in ad agencies—mostly of the gay male persuasion—but soon finagled her way into spinning records at a chic nightclub called Aux Puces. She fell into acting for the Ridiculous Theater Company, setting her up to win the lead part in the London production of Andy Warhol’s first theater piece, Pork, based on his lurid phone conversations with Factory “superstar” Brigid Berlin. There, she had a prescient appreciation for David Bowie, whom she would befriend, bed and help get known in America. Meanwhile, the author applied her insatiable appetite for sex—which inspired her to print come-on cards with her number on them to hand to handsome strangers wherever she found them—to a lifestyle she felt a calling for: groupie. The narrative occasionally devolves into a recitation of people that Cherry Vanilla has met (Don Ameche, Dean Martin, Abbie Hoffman, John Lennon, etc.) and had sex with (John Hammond, Kris Kristofferson, Bobby Keys, Cousin Brucie, etc.). Her observations on the ’60s (“the fabulous psychedelic decade that we already sensed would go down in history as the defining one of our generation”) are often clichéd and perfunctory, though this may be a factor of her having spent so many of those years stoned out of her gourd. The most affecting sections deal with her working-class childhood, but throughout, the author’s salty sweetness and lust for life exude from the pages.
Not for prudes.Pub Date: Nov. 1, 2010
ISBN: 978-1-55652-943-6
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Chicago Review Press
Review Posted Online: Aug. 23, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 15, 2010
Riveting and exquisitely crafted.
Musician, poet and visual artist Smith (Trois, 2008, etc.) chronicles her intense life with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe during the 1960s and ’70s, when both artists came of age in downtown New York.
Both born in 1946, Smith and Mapplethorpe would become widely celebrated—she for merging poetry with rock ’n’ roll in her punk-rock performances, he as the photographer who brought pornography into the realm of art. Upon meeting in the summer of 1967, they were hungry, lonely and gifted youths struggling to find their way and their art. Smith, a gangly loser and college dropout, had attended Bible school in New Jersey where she took solace in the poetry of Rimbaud. Mapplethorpe, a former altar boy turned LSD user, had grown up in middle-class Long Island. Writing with wonderful immediacy, Smith tells the affecting story of their entwined young lives as lovers, friends and muses to one another. Eating day-old bread and stew in dumpy East Village apartments, they forged fierce bonds as soul mates who were at their happiest when working together. To make money Smith clerked in bookstores, and Mapplethorpe hustled on 42nd Street. The author colorfully evokes their days at the shabbily elegant Hotel Chelsea, late nights at Max’s Kansas City and their growth and early celebrity as artists, with Smith winning initial serious attention at a St. Mark’s Poetry Project reading and Mapplethorpe attracting lovers and patrons who catapulted him into the arms of high society. The book abounds with stories about friends, including Allen Ginsberg, Janis Joplin, William Burroughs, Sam Shepard, Gregory Corso and other luminaries, and it reveals Smith’s affection for the city—the “gritty innocence” of the couple’s beloved Coney Island, the “open atmosphere” and “simple freedom” of Washington Square. Despite separations, the duo remained friends until Mapplethorpe’s death in 1989. “Nobody sees as we do, Patti,” he once told her.
Riveting and exquisitely crafted.Pub Date: Jan. 19, 2010
ISBN: 978-0-06-621131-2
Page Count: 304
Publisher: Ecco/HarperCollins
Review Posted Online: June 24, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Dec. 1, 2009
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SEEN & HEARD
If the authors are serious, this is a silly, distasteful book. If they are not, it’s a brilliant satire.
The authors have created a sort of anti-Book of Virtues in this encyclopedic compendium of the ways and means of power.
Everyone wants power and everyone is in a constant duplicitous game to gain more power at the expense of others, according to Greene, a screenwriter and former editor at Esquire (Elffers, a book packager, designed the volume, with its attractive marginalia). We live today as courtiers once did in royal courts: we must appear civil while attempting to crush all those around us. This power game can be played well or poorly, and in these 48 laws culled from the history and wisdom of the world’s greatest power players are the rules that must be followed to win. These laws boil down to being as ruthless, selfish, manipulative, and deceitful as possible. Each law, however, gets its own chapter: “Conceal Your Intentions,” “Always Say Less Than Necessary,” “Pose as a Friend, Work as a Spy,” and so on. Each chapter is conveniently broken down into sections on what happened to those who transgressed or observed the particular law, the key elements in this law, and ways to defensively reverse this law when it’s used against you. Quotations in the margins amplify the lesson being taught. While compelling in the way an auto accident might be, the book is simply nonsense. Rules often contradict each other. We are told, for instance, to “be conspicuous at all cost,” then told to “behave like others.” More seriously, Greene never really defines “power,” and he merely asserts, rather than offers evidence for, the Hobbesian world of all against all in which he insists we live. The world may be like this at times, but often it isn’t. To ask why this is so would be a far more useful project.
If the authors are serious, this is a silly, distasteful book. If they are not, it’s a brilliant satire.Pub Date: Sept. 1, 1998
ISBN: 0-670-88146-5
Page Count: 430
Publisher: Viking
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: July 15, 1998
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