Tag: Joe Carducci

A month or so back, for example, I unearthed a copy of The Soul of America (1986) — Esquire’s state-by-state look at life in 1980s America. A Ken Kesey essay on rodeo culture in Kansas is what prompted me to buy the book, but after paging through the table of contents some more, I discovered a story written by Lynn Darling titled “True Blue.”

This afternoon I happened upon this essay by Joe Carducci in The New Vulgate. Jay Babcock tweeted an excerpt that piqued my interest, some bit about Kiss being “the first band that really couldn’t play, & made it anyway on studio precision & live spectacle.” Such a declaration made me want to read on, as my fascination with image making…