Icarus.


James Dean used to follow Brando around. After Brando defined what a modern man is, or should be, in A Streetcar Named Desire. Dean played his bongo drums at parties. Trying to catch Brandos eye. Brando brushed him off. 
This inspired Dean to pay rent boys to stub cigarettes out on his back. They'd call him the human ashtray. 
Just before Gerard Depardieu drank a swimming pool full of wine and ate a village full of pigs. His son Guillaume threw his crack pipe at the wall. Aimed his old revolver at his father and shot some holes in the farmhouse walls. Before riding his motorbike into the night. Crashing. And losing one of his legs. Like Rimbaud before him he hobbled round on crutches for a bit before dying of pneumonia at thirty seven. While filming The Childhood of Icarus. 
A couple of years after Brando leant over his motorbike in black leather and toyed with his phallic statue from The Wild One. James Dean died at high speed in a twisted metal fireball in his Porsche 550 Spyder. Brando after fucking everyone he looked at including Richard Pryor who was his lover in the seventies. Tried to eat the world. Reciting TS Eliot over napalm canisters exploding orange over the jungle in Apocalypse Now.
Going back to the mid fifties when Leroi Jones was writing reviews of John Coltrane killing racists with the cathartic voodoo blasts of his saxophone at The Birdland up in Harlem. There was a new language being born. Some of the best music. And best writing about music. Ever known. Jackson Pollack did his blue poles and denied the chaos of his painting technique. Created by Clement Greenberg and Lee Krasner's adoration. This monster of the stick drab and drizzle had to die in a car wreck leaving modern art to jealously guard his masterpieces. 
I deny the accident.
And then whatever your interpretation of 911 might be. Mossad. A Hologram. Thermite. C4. A Mass Hallucination. Or Hollywood doing a Kubrick Moon Landing all over again. The planes exploding in the worlds retinas made art tame for a couple of shell shocked decades after. The sound of tonnes of concrete and steel falling to the sidewalk below was Icarus screaming from the sky.


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