JOY DIVISION
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Everything Is Happening All of the Time: Talking with Sven Ratzke
Sven Ratzke discusses his new show, WHERE ARE WE NOW.
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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Victim Story, a Mix CD
All the cruelty of the past seasons washed away with the new layer of snow. I thought your streak was over. I thought we could be friends.
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Sound & Vision: Arthur Fournier
Allyson McCabe talks with Arthur Fournier, an independent dealer of books, serials, manuscripts, and archives, about how he developed his niche, and how digital access has both enriched and complicated the work of archiving and collecting.
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A Museum for Ian Curtis and Joy Division
Once the Joy Division frontman’s former home went up for sale earlier this year, fans began rallying to purchase the building and turn it into a museum. The campaign fell hugely short of its goal, raising only about 1 percent of…
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Skipping Tracks
Laura van den Berg gifts us a playlist over at Electric Literature, composed of songs she listened to while writing Find Me; among other gems, she’s into Grizzly Bear, Hot Chip, and the obligatory Joy Division.
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The Rumpus Interview with Elisa Ambrogio and Naomi Yang
Renaissance women Elisa Ambrogio and Naomi Yang discuss stop motion music videos, the female mythology of rock-n-roll, and giving ourselves permission to be creative, make music, and explore art in an intuitive way.
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Song of the Day: “PDA”
“Post-punk revivalists” Interpol have been likened to predecessors Joy Division and Echo and the Bunnymen, though the stamp of Jim Morrison and The Doors is also audible in their unapologetic, forceful brand of indie rock. Interpol released Turn On The…
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Known Pleasures
In the wake of So This Is Permanence, a recently released archive of Joy Division frontman Ian Curtis’s notebooks, Jillian Mapes reflects on why artists’ scribblings mean so much to fans: “It’s a human reaction to see handwritten things, as…
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SONGS OF OUR LIVES: JOY DIVISION’S “LOVE WILL TEAR US APART”
She drew cartoon sketches of herself. I sent more mix-tapes. Within a few months, in the middle of a five- or six-page letter, she wrote that she loved me.