not the motorcycle diaries

Finally! A reason for that short-lived supergroup, the Wild Stallyns from the Planet of Regret, to re-form (though perhaps sans Bobby Derrida and Werner Duke, who, rumour has it, are now pursuing ’solo projects’). With this number on the playlist, Emma GoldmAnn, Staline Moondust and Sir Terence Wintermute with Rebeccasexual and Lady Karenski may actually have a set (the other items obviously being ‘Discoursin’ in the Dark’, ‘Problems with the Greengrocer’, and ‘Dr Wood’). A guest appearance by the Coptic Girls of Abbysinia would be a must, too (not unlike the way Shotpointblank and Jungle Fever often constitute a double bill).

I recall writing another verse of this when Derrida (Jacques, not Bobby) died - something about post-revolutionary Unley waking up to find the streets full of chalk and making the bourgeoisie balk. A reference to those notorious propagandettes Those Meddling Kids, of course:

Discoursin’ in the Dark (WSFTPOR, 2004)

Foucault’s no liar!

Wand’rin’ round, trying to mend a broken Barthes

Derrida’s for hire

Can’t read DeBord without a scarf

Lacan’s on fire!

Found another phallus in a work of art

Caught in a textual mire

They’re just discoursin’ in the dark.

Deleuze gets tired

Wondrin’ why his trousers keep falling apart

It’s rhizomic attire

Guattari bought them at K-Mart

Nietzsche’s desire!

A woman who’s an easy mark

Tripped on Irigaray’s wire

He’s just discoursin’ in the dark ….