"Midway between the glitz of Times Square and the grind of Wall Street, Greenwich Village used to be New York’s ulterior zone, a refuge for artists and agitators, dropouts and sexual dissidents. With the
New York Times established as the city’s greyly official almanac, in 1955 this
bohemian enclave acquired its own parochial weekly, the
Village Voice. The rowdy, raucous
Voice deserved its name, and now, following its closure in 2018 (it has since been revived as a quarterly), it has an appropriately oral history. The collage of interviews in
The Freaks Came Out to Write extends from the paper’s idealistic beginnings to its tawdry decline, when it scavenged for funds by running sleazy ads for massage parlours. The
Voice’s origins were proudly amateurish. One early contributor was a homeless man recruited from a local street; equipment consisted of two battered typewriters, an ink-splattering mimeograph machine and a waste paper basket for rejected submissions. ..."
The Village Voice offices c1975: ‘Contributors denounced one another in abusive slogans scrawled on the walls of the office toilet.’
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