Dancing without Touching (Beyond Barbara Morgenstern ’s ‘Fan No.2’)
What I present here is not a review of anything. Nor have I attempted to circle my wagons around anything that could be considered a think piece. I’ve enjoyed my share of historical surveys, but I offer none here. Finally, I leave for another scribe the task of penning a hysterectomy of Lookie-Normcough Post-Avant-Pop. The