Mayakovsky Lives!

Comrades!

Workers!

Stinking lackeys of the Capitalist West!

The third installment of the Van Gogh's Ear column featuring Vladimir Mayakovsky is now over on 3:AM.

На здоpовье!

Writers are given to writing manifestos in bars and garrets, heady with wine and death or glory. It’s the dynamic force in art. Mayakovsky and his fellow upstarts would defile their temples and their relics. Set themselves up as barbarians at the gates. It is every radical artist’s role from the poetes maudits to the punks, to attack all but the outlaws of their parent’s generation. What faster track to greatness than to slay some giants?