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Quarta-feira, 13/7/2005 A season of everlasting spring Julio Daio Borges Here we go again, back to the NME's glory days. Back to a mythology of office fist fights (true), typewriters thrown from tower blocks (untrue), drug ODs (a couple), hip young gunslingers (more than a few) and counter-cultural cool (we tried). In the past few years, we've had Nick Hornby confessing that NME hack was the dream job he never had, Jonathan Coe featuring the paper in The Rotters' Club, obligatory mentions in every profile of those reluctant NME twins Tony (Parsons) and Julie (Burchill). Now comes an hour-long BBC documentary ostensibly covering the paper's entire 50-year history but focused on the Seventies and early Eighties, years which contain NME's so-called Golden Age when, to quote Ovid, 'men of their own accord, without laws, did what was right... a season of everlasting spring'. Naturally, my personal nomination for NME's Golden Age was the era of my editorship (1978-85), less for its circulation increase (which peaked in 1980) than for the way it treated music as part of a wider oppositional culture in which politics, books, movies, illustration and photography all had a major role. Neil Spencer, ex-editor da NME, sobre os 50 anos da publicação (enquanto isso, no Digestivo Cultural, Ana Maria Baiana fala da Rolling Stone brazuca...). Julio Daio Borges |
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