Détournement of the Song “Lenny Bruce” by Bob Dylan

Guy Debord is dead but his ghost lives on and on

Never did get any Golden Globe award, never made it to Synanon
He was an outlaw, that’s for sure
More of an outlaw than you ever were
Guy Debord is gone but his spirit’s livin’ on and on

Maybe he had some problems, maybe some things that he couldn’t work out
But he sure was funny and he sure told the truth and he knew what he was talkin’ about

Never robbed any churches nor cut off any babies’ heads
He just took the folks in high places and he shined a light in their beds

He’s on some other shore, he didn’t wanna live anymore

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Guy Debord is dead but he didn’t commit any crime
He just had the insight to rip off the lid before its time
I rode with him in a taxi once
Only for a mile and a half, seemed like it took a couple of months
Guy Debord moved on and like the ones that killed him, gone

They said that he was sick ’cause he didn’t play by the rules
He just showed the wise men of his day to be nothing more than fools

They stamped him and they labeled him like they do with pants and shirts
He fought a war on a battlefield where every victory hurts
Guy Debord was bad, he was the brother that you never had


A Paragraph From The Night by Michèle Bernstein


“In the water, Carole will raise a hand to signal that Gilles should join her: a signal that merges with the action of swimming and which, in any case, will not be understood, because Gilles will not have seen it and will be stretched out at Geneviève’s side – near to the heavily tanned Geneviève, at any rate – on the sand; from a distance, she’ll seem even more brown to Carole because of her high-cut black swimming costume, which Carole will consider very sophisticated all of a sudden, and will admire; it will cause her to regret her own basic blue cotton bikini. All alone, Carole will swim towards the shore, no longer conscious of the cool water surrounding her, but of the increasingly sharp image of the couple that she will swim towards (as opposed to swimming towards the shore).”

Image: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fake_Plastic_Trees

A Deconstructionist Is A Copycat

So I take Joni’s statements as a complement on Bob Dylan’s behalf.

Michéle Bernstein wrote this about her writing style in her novels:

“It’s enough to familiarise oneself with the works of Robert Pinget and Robbe-Grillet, reading and re-reading them for several days without other distractions, and there you have it, or almost.” (Preface to The Night, 2013)