Dear Mr Drummond
I have a vague memory from my childhood sometime in the eighties of my Brother my Mum and I watching Top of the Pops in utter bewilderment. We couldn’t understand what had happened to pop music, what it was trying to do. I think we all reacted with distaste “what is this crap!!”
Many years later I was introduced to the KLF and the book the Manual. By this time I had also listened to Chill Out. Then one day I found out that you where to be talking at the Arnolfini In Bristol. I failed to go see the talk with my girlfriend who wanted to go (she was the one who had introduced me to the manual and the KLF). Disappointed I came across the book How to be an artist by bill Drummond in a bookshop in Cardiff. I bought it for her. I started reading it on the train ride home to Bristol and I think I ended up reading it before she did. After 4 years together we split up.
The other day I had to go see the Doctor, I knew I would be in for a bit of a wait so before hand I popped into Borders to look for something to read. I came away with a copy of the17 by Bill Drummond. At the doctors I got down to reading and waiting and waiting and reading.
A couple of weeks have passed and I have just finished the Book. I would like to say that it’s a job well done. Just like How to be an Artist I shall be reading it again, and again in the future.
Just a minute ago I was looking at your web site and I clicked on the painting FOR SALE PENKILN BURN POSTERS FROM TEN TO 10,000 QUID EACH. I decided that I would like to buy one of the posters. I clicked on the produce button with anticipation and after a few mille seconds was confronted with the words “Produce coming soon”. Deflated I decided to email you to let you know that I would like to buy a poster.
I have just read out loud this email to my Girl friend who expressed excitement at the prospect of displaying one of your posters in our flat. Now she has gone to bed and is reading while I type these very words and I am beginning to doubt my actions and motives. “PRODUCE COMING SOON” is pretty clear and this email has turned into something of a pointless exorcise. What was I thinking? A sign is a sign, shut the gate means shut the gate. So now I am thinking about writing and in particular writing and form. This is turning out to be one of those letters that never get sent, a post card from nowhere to nobody posted from the singular to the plural.
“PRODUCE COMING SOON” I’ll be waiting.
*editors note: this really was to be an email, and for those of you who like starring at a screen after a hard days work of starring at a screen, it stopped being an email and turned into this post right here “I would like to say it’s a job well done”
the original post had the same title as this one but was a lot shorter and went:
No day off, no itchy Flaky scalp, no doctor, no waiting room, no boredom, no borders, no new book by Mr Drummond.
Cause our reality. Because we’re worth it, we lose (months without shampoo) we gain (cure without a cause) A book full of nonsensical inspiration from Mr Drummond and prescription shampoo.
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http://www.penkilnburn.comPlagiarism: Form over content or content over form?
