Not sure when I last published a review in the Voice — been a good while. But for blog purposes I would like to note that with this return to its pages, I have had a relationship with The Village Voice for 45 years. When I went to college, I was so impressed with the issues I came across in the campus bookstore that I signed up to be a subscription representative in the spring of 1971. I foolishly thought all anybody would need is to be exposed to the paper’s wonderfulness.
In Bozeman, Montana, 1971, everyone who was interested in the Voice already knew about it. I could not drum up a single taker for a sub. That was it for about 10 years.
PS: Like Sasha Frere-Jones, it seems I last published there 13 years ago.
“It won’t be like the old days. But it will be good enough.”