Au pas des villes: juin 2013

New York, New York...

"The same happened, he supposed, to all of the eager boys and girls drawn to the brilliant glow of the city (…). They gained their citizenship at the expense of their amazement. In the long run, the spectacle and cahotic grandeur of the city, like the sun, were too overwehlming to view with the naked eyes of wonder. They dooned their two-hundred-dollars sunglasses, looked straight ahead when they walked down the street."
"The good life", Jay McInerney.

"En somme, Ellis Island ne sera rien d'autre qu'une usine à fabriquer des Américains, une usine à transformer des émigrants en immigrants, une usine à l'Américaine aussi rapide et efficace qu'une charcuterie de Chicago : à un bout de la chaîne, on met un Irlandais, un Juif d'Ukraine ou un Italien des Pouilles, à l'autre bout - après inspection des yeux, inspection des poches, vaccination, désinfection - il en sort un Américain."

"Ellis Island" Georges Perec

“We imagined ourself as the Sons of Liberty with a mission to preserve, protect and project the revolutionary spirit of Rock and Roll. We feared that the music which had given us sustenance was in danger of spiritual starvation. We feared it loosing its sense of purpose, we feared it falling into fattened hands, we feared it floundering in a mine of spectacle, finance, and vapid technical complexity.”

"Just kids", Patti Smith

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