Each author's obsessions overlapped: the politics of black music, of style, of gender; the meaning of freedom and community- and, most dramatically, their common psychic entanglement with a single fraught figure: [...] when I came to New York I found that the age of Harold Hayes and the Village Voice had pretty much passed- a time when hungry-eyed editors at even the most apparently banal magazines (the chapters in my favorite 1960s essay collection, Didion's Slouching Towards Bethlehem, appeared in places like The Saturday Evening Post, Vogue, and Holiday) were keen to patronize young writers essaying upon the passing scene.
The 1960s, Refracted Rick Perlstein The American Prospect; Dec 2009; 20, 10; Docstoc pg. 56 Reproduced with permission of the copyright owner. Further reproduction prohibited without permission.
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