From the back alleys of pub rock to the heady myths of classical Hauntiquarianism, The Rockhunter accompanies you on a journey without a destination in a land with so many names the map’s worn through by over-printing.
Thee Rockhunter is a self-confessed “knackered punk hack”. In 1988 he retired unusually early and went to Brighton, on England’s sunny South Coast.
Producing surprisingly intimate narratives using music criticism as his template, he clearly delights himself while exploring the big moribund ideas under which we are supposed to serve – taste, identity, culture, politics – always questioning the value of the tedious competition between various knowledges and working models of reality. Overall, he appears more interested in long-term, universal signs and meanings than in addressing an audience and celebrating the ‘progression’ of cultural typologies.
Rock history’s never made more, or less, sense.
Profusely illustrated and featuring a comprehensive bibliography and index.