Arts Further Thoughts On (the joy of) Fucking In The Streets
I slogged Rod Bristol’s email because I wanted to give the guy a chance to respond. I tried to get his commentary before we went to press with last week’s column, but when I initially contacted him, he told me he didn’t have time to talk to me. I received his email the day after my column ran. Of course he can refuse to print whatever he wants—no one is crying censorship here. Promoters (and consumers in general) who would rather not give their business to a vendor who harbors a blanket fear of expletives have a right to know about Sudden Printing’s policies. In this political climate, people should be able to exercise their opinions with their patronage. Those are facts, but personally, the refusal to print those posters irked me for reasons rooted in my admiration for the fearlessness of MC5. DJ Fucking in the Streets is a FUCKING poignant DJ name in 2006. Historical background can be seen here.
poignant? come on hannah, that's a stretch. FITS is a good guy but i see no indication in any of his activities as a dj that would imply political or social subversion.
it's an attention getting moniker. that's what djs do. i regularly spin records under the name "dj cherry canoe." yes, it sounds dirty. the origin isn't actually that dirty but, i digress.
the members only crew are good folks. i appreciate their dedication to their night. but, come on, we are talking about a capitol hill hipster dance night. to even bring the MC5 into the discussion is a real big leap.