The Spent Poets, perhaps wishing to pay homage to Peter Weir's film "Dead Poets Society" and the related club of the deceased poets, have been mistreated by a fate as mocking as it is inconceivable. Sage and cunning forgers of melody, harmony, avant-garde, funk, and nouveau-bourgeois taste sank even before they could set sail. Certainly not revolutionaries like My Bloody Valentine, but surely capable of ecstasy. Dickens gave a lesson in humility to the homeland but was not a subversive...
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