Michael Baker
Michael Baker, once from Ohio, now New Jersey, is an award winning poet, a teacher of university composition classes, a frequent contributor to Trouser Press and Zisk, and a writer of extended Perfect Sound Forever essays on The Kinks, Cleveland in the 1970’s, and Alex Chilton. He is working on essays about Rita Dove, Family, John Ashbery, and the use of doorways in the films of John Ford. He has a perfect son.
9 articles
List of articles in the library
David Ackles: The Golden Horse Is In Hell: David Ackles' Theatre of Melancholy
Retrospective by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, May 2006
To be born is to be wrecked on an island. J.M.Barrie, in a review of Coral Island ...
Special Feature by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, July 2004
I. Entrance: On the Slopes of Parnassus ...
Retrospective by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, July 2004
IF THE FIRST ALBUM is soulful and unconscious, the second develops a narrator and player who find new voices, taking on consciousness, memory, and loss. ...
Essay by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, November 2004
V. The Pagans: Claustrophobia and Creation ...
The Kinks Face To Face with 1966: Where Have All the Good Times Gone?
Essay by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, April 2004
I. SENSE AND NON-SENSE ...
Essay by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, November 2004
IV. Pere Ubu: Christ's Agony, Cabarets, and Scary Movies ...
Essay by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, November 2004
In Memory of Robert Quine, Master of Beautiful Musical Expression, 12/30/1942 Akron, Ohio5/30/2004 NYC ...
The Sex Pistols: Children In The Mire: A Reading Of Bangs, Marcus And The Sex Pistols, part 1
Essay by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, January 2005
"THE DOMAIN OF the theater is not psychological but plastic and physical. And it is not a question of whether the physical language of theater ...
The Sex Pistols: Children in the Mire: Bangs, Marcus, and the Sex Pistols, Part II – Polly
Essay by Michael Baker, Perfect Sound Forever, January 2005
The hot night makes us keep our bedroom windows open.Our magnolia blossoms. Life begins to happen. My hopped up husband drops his home disputes, and ...
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