Useless 10-Zero —
Useless, probably the world’s most blue-chip fanzine-slash-journal, continues with its compendium of personal musings and insights into the minds of New York’s hip arty set. Cult cabaretier Justin Bond reveals his thoughts on ‘the zeros’; Nick Currie –aka Momus- tells about the most romantic day in his life in the last ten years and Max Steele talks about a band that came and went. The trannies, the popsters and painters all swirl around in a tight little demimonde in Conrad Ventur’s snapshot of a hip NYC scene creating and celebrating itself. It’s exactly what any reader wanting to know what Warhol’s latest generation of progeny might look like needs to read.
The product of an artist, it’s hardly unexpected that art should loom large in any issue of Useless. In fact, the magazine describes itself as being about ‘art and people’. And here, there are a multiplicity of articles on or interviews with artists from the internationally established to fierce young talent. It’s also likely – as is proven again in this issue- that the choices an artist might make in selecting content are rather different from those underpinned by purely commercial concerns. Again, here, we see this clearly in features such as Adam Baran’s conversation with the legendary underground figure Genesis Breyer P-Orridge or the feature retrospectively pondering the first decade of the current millennium.
From pop music to spiritual road trips, Useless travels the path less travelled by many other magazines, pulled together in a stark art direction that takes its starting point from the fanzine tradition and contemporary art rather than mainstream trends.