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—for March 19, 2016 by John Wilcock

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John Wilcock: New York Years, Book One

A comic book history of the rise of the 1960s underground media.
by Ethan Persoff and Scott Marshall

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Manhattan Memories

Chapter Seventeen:
The Sorcerer's Apprentice
(continued)

London's Magical library
In the Cannes

Much of the magical research for Magical and Mystical Sites and the book that followed it, A Guide to Occult Britain, was done in a section of the University of London Library known as the Harry Price collection. Price was a notorious if somewhat unscrupulous “ghost hunter” much beloved by Fleet Street papers in the 1930s when he used to take his equipment to reputedly haunted houses and report on his experiences. During the course of his life's work he accumulated 14,000 books about every conceivable aspect of magic from pagan history and mysticism to dowsing, spiritualism, archaeology, charlatanism, optical illusions, fire walking, and the Indian rope trick, all of which he willed to the university.

The collection was kept in a special locked room to which I gained access through its curator, Alan Wesencraft, who would let me in along with my notepads, blanket, thermos, and sandwiches. I would take a bottle to pee in (the nearest toilet was down three flights of stairs) and stay there for eight hours at a stretch, enthralled by Louis Lavater's 1572 Of Ghostes and Spirites Walking by Night (which is credited with giving Shakespeare the idea for Hamlet). The library had three copies of Reginald Scot's 1584 Discoverie of Witchcraft which had somehow escaped King James I's furious injunction that all copies be destroyed by the public hangman, and there was a 1576 edition of Malleus Malificarium, written by the sadistic monks Jakob Sprenger and Heinrich Kramer, which gave detailed instructions for the interrogation and torture of suspects, The library's oldest volume was Johannes Angeli's Astrolabium Planum (Venice, 1494), an early work about astrology containing 300 woodcuts illustrating costumes and costumes of the period. The whole place was an absolute joy and I was sorry when I had finished my own books and no longer had an excuse to spend time there. The one book I regret not spending more time with was a century-old collection explaining how most magical tricks were performed. Unfortunately I failed to note the title.

 
Browsing in Manhattan’s
awesome Strand Bookstore
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I stumbled upon the Smithsonian Institution's seven-volume Handbook of North American Indians, the indispensable bible of scholarship about native people. They’d just added a newly-discovered tribe, the Apalachee, which had been hiding out for centuries in the backwoods of Louisiana where they originally fled after harassment by American settlers early in the 19th century. It wasn't until the 1980s that the tribe began the long and still-ongoing process of federal recognition which is necessary to their future as a tribe. "All those many years we suffered for being Indian" says Apalachee chief Gilmer Bennett, who guesses he's 74 (his birth was unrecorded). "Now that it might do us some good to be Indian, the government wants to know where we've been all this time".


In later years, Betty sent me to the British Museum rare book collection to locate a 15th century book published in Cologne and containing some woodcuts about nature. She needed these for the collection of quotations on which we were also working A Book of Days. I already possessed a reader's pass for the library but this was something special, a request that required one to go to the rear room, deposit ID as security and not to move from the assigned seat. When the book arrived, its tattered leather cover bound with red string, I opened it reverently and found… the pages uncut. Was I the first person to read this book in the 500 years since it was published? An exciting thought, although even I did not actually read it, because it was in German. To get copies of the woodcuts it was necessary to fill in a form listing what was required: there are no copying machines in the British Museum's library. In due course, the copies arrived in the mail. Did the library cut the pages? I never had the nerve to ask.

The first time I had attended the Cannes Film festival was with Amber and we enjoyed all the free movies and parties, but a plan was brewing in my head. Noticing that there were 600 mailboxes devoted to the international press, it occurred to me that this was a captive audience it would be easy to reach.

So the following year, my marriage over, here I was with Sally and Martha, ensconced in an inexpensive double room in the Majestic Hotel. with one us hiding under the sheets each morning as two breakfasts were delivered (although the hotel treated the whole business with suitably French aplomb). With the aid of a wonderful London printer, Mike Tickner camped out in a tent at the edge of town we produced a daily scandal sheet, In the Cannes.

Rex Reed
Other Scenes - Cannes
Cafe Confidential
Other Scenes - Bockris-Wylie

The lady reporters roamed the festival daily, interviewing people they found interesting, gathering gossip, writing capsule reviews, and reporting the events of what, for some people, was a nonstop, two-week party. By evening we had gathered in our hotel room to condense our collective reports into 30-150 word items which we typed on stencils and delivered to Michael to run off on his portable printing equipment. The page heads were pre-printed in color: Cafe Confidential, Cruisin' La Croisette, Carlton Cliches, Cannes-Id-Camera, Cote D'Or Capers, Today's Top Ten—the kind of all-purpose categories into which we could slot a non-interview with the pompously self-important Robert Altman or articles accusing Ken Russell of practicing black magic as easily as a report of big-hearted Sam Arkoff's lavish party or a naked Edie Williams posing on a macho motorcycle while inviting Jean-Paul Belmondo to costar in her new porno movie (“It's the only way I'll ever get to fuck him” panted Edie).

Dear friends,

I've always been a pretty independent guy, never had much money but never needed much. Don't think there's ever been a year when I made more than 50 thou but I've seen at least 40 or 50 countries and worked on four big papers (Daily Mail, Daily Mirror, NYTmes, Mainichi Daily News).

But now it's come to this I need work, maybe a job. I'm stuck here in Ojai, at least for the time being, but I'll help you in any way I can. Grateful for any ideas or tasks that can use a lively mind. Please pass this request along. Thank you —JW

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John Wilcock
Ojai, CA 93023

Rex Reed provided us with our lead story on three separate days; Eleanor Perry and London Evening Standard film critic Alexander Walker tipped us off to various items; the team of (Victor) Bockris and (Andrew) Wylie; pitched in with comment; and a host of generous supporters bought us drinks and lunches partly in tribute to our working at our own expense. (The glossy Cannes' trade dailies, were, of course, loaded with advertising).

We asked Deep Throat producer Gerard Damiano why porn was necessary:

GD: “To give people hard-ons! Most people cannot face their own sexuality; of all human functions sex is the most important and yet the most restricted. Pornography is in fact unnecessary and unimportant, it is only when you try to restrict it that it becomes important.”

and we asked Tony Curtis about Marilyn Monroe:

TC: “A very unhappy and frustrated woman. She didn't hide the fact that she was a woman and therefore became an object of scorn and ridicule; this happens to all beautiful people”.

We carried a light-hearted piece on mumping, the prevalent practice of stiffing people for your drinks (“you scarcely dare to blink”, wailed one victim) reported the feud between Italian star (and Festival juror) Monica Vitti and her ex-lover Antonioni, and seemed to be the only paper interested in talking to Martin Scorsese, whose Mean Streets was making its debut at the Directors' Fortnight. Its pr gal said she hated our rag and declined to cooperate with us.

Each day our lady reporters would hand out a new issue and collect information for the next. A typewriter, of course, was adequate for typesetting. For “pirate papers” it gives an impressive look of immediacy. The following year we were even better organized, having arranged with a local printer to produce each day's edition for around $150, roughly 15c per copy, which would have worked fine if we'd ever sold any advertising—which we were enjoying ourselves too much to do. As it was, with Jim Buckley's help, we got out seven of the 13 daily issues we had scheduled. And then, having run his ads for his own film, he caved, declining to finance the remaining issues.

The operation was simplicity itself with the 17" x 12" blank sheets preprinted with the logo and some of the department heads and the daily copy pasted in the blank spaces on a master copy. Then the pages were rerun through the press and folded three times to produce a pocket-sized paper about 4" x 6", logo on the front and color heads (red one day, green the next) appearing atop the next two unfolds.

For a running daily feature I picked up an out-of-print book about breaking into the movies by Anita Loos, obtaining her telephoned permission to use it, and I assiduously scoured the world's movie ‘zines for bits of gossip to stockpile. As it happened most of these weren't needed because of the vast amount of copy generated by the festival itself in addition to the rich lode of graphics and features to be gleaned from film magazines of half a century ago.

The most important lesson I learned from this Cannes experience was how relatively cheap and easy it is for an efficient team to publish “instant newspapers” virtually anywhere.

Back in New York, Michael Goldstein turned down my offer to write a column for the Soho Weekly News but granted my request for a free three-line ad in the classifieds with which I proposed to run “a magical treasure hunt”. There was no announcement and no sure evidence that anybody actually noticed it, but the ad ran every week, always signed ‘Leprechaun’ and giving instructions to check out various hinted-at hiding places.

One was in one of those deposit slots in an abandoned bank on Lexington Avenue, half surrounded by scaffolding prior to its demolition. There I had placed a matchbook with my phone number. Nobody called, although when I checked the matchbook had gone. Then, over the course of several weeks, I instructed readers to take an old key and boil it in salt water, sleeping with it under the pillow for the three weekends prior to the full moon at which time they were to take it to Sheridan Square and deposit it at the lowest point they could find not actually on the ground. This, I promised, would change their fortunes for the better.

 
List of books  
in Sally Kirkland’s bathroom, 
Fall 1969
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I Ching
Somerset Maugham’s Star Cakes & Ale 
Astrology for Everyone 
Twelfth Night Botticelli
Judo for Girls  
Madame Sarah  
Citizen Tom Paine
Gertrude Lawrence 
The Arrangement
Zola’s Horoscope & Dream Book
Dick Schaap’s JFK
Karl Menninger’s Man Against Himself Dictionary
William Blake’s Politics of Vision
Biography of Martin Luther King
Dalton’s Quick Weight-Loss Guide
Kenneth Tynan’s Left and Right


The fortunes of the Soho Weekly News itself however, failed to improve. London press lord Vere Harmsworth was stupid, or ill-advised enough to keep pouring money into what soon became clear was an obvious loser. Apart from the paper having no real identity, no focus, and thus no particular reason for existence, this absentee Fleet Street landlord was so dumb that he sent an editor from London to direct it—a man with no experience of New York to run a paper in what was indubitably the hippest city in the world. (It was a mistake unequalled until Tina Brown's New Yorker imported London columnist Alex Chancellor to write about Manhattan and the newcomer turned in a ‘scoop’ about a Christmas tree going up in Rockefeller Center).

Despite the millions invested in it, SWN’s circulation never got much above a pathetic 15,000 and alienated many of its readers. I sent a few unsolicited items to the columnist Robert Sam Anson, a Vietnam vet, and received in reply: “I don't know you and having perused a few of your tracts, have no interest in knowing you. If you have any bright ideas in future, I suggest you keep them to yourself or better still, take them up with the friendly people in white coats at Bellevue. I trust this makes my position clear”. Sure killer, whatever you say.

 

From the Witches Almanac

THE FABLED QUEEN OF SHEBA may or may not have existed, after all, her era was 3,000 years ago in a remote desert kingdom on the trade route between India and Africa which, as part of Yemen, is not much more accessible today. But now that global attention has brought a new focus to the Arabian peninsula, speculation about the queen has resurfaced. Her memory was evoked in a recent British Museum show, Treasures of Ancient Yemen, and a visiting British writer Peter Conrad found her Muslim name Bilquis decorating everything from the first class airport lounge to a pharmacy in the Yemeni capital of Sana. What is claimed to be one of her temples, Mahram Bilquis, has been unearthed at Marib in the western desert. Bilquis means “half human/half spirit”, and even today Yemenis believe that Sheba was born from one of the unpredictable whirlwinds called djinns or genies. The ancient legends of Sheba's visit bearing gifts of frankincense and myrrh for Solomon (who mistrusted her as a sorceress) were recounted in a tale by Flaubert, an oratorio by Handel, and operas by Gounod and Goldmark. In King Vidor's 1959 film, Solomon and Sheba, the major roles were played by Yul Brynner and Gina Lollobrigida.

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NEXT:
Chapter Eighteen—The Quest for Magic
Around Europe by VW bus
Regarding armchair travelers
Pisa's Leaning Tower
The magical Alhambra
Theory & Practice of Travel Writing
Remoteness of Callanish
Jim's Paris dinners
Hunt the leprechaun

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