‘‘Loneliness is such a drag,’’ Jimi Hendrix once pronounced. And w
ing, a solitary pursuit, can be a lonely enterprise. Mercifully, frie
and colleagues have been with me through the long process of br
ing this book on black rock to closure, preventing me from feeling
lonely, lonely, lonely. I was fortunate to start this project at New Y
University in an environment where mixing anthropology, media,
research in the United States seemed to make sense. Kamau Br
waite, Donna Buchanan, Manthia Diawara, Barry Dornfeld, Ste
Gregory, Fred Myers, Tricia Rose, Andrew Ross, Bambi Schieffe
and Connie Sutton introduced me to a broad range of perspectives
have been superb intellectual and professional mentors. I owe a
special thanks to Faye Ginsburg who was, from the very beginn
an engaged and demanding advisor whose commitment to tak
art and activism seriously has been both formative and inspiratio
Deborah Elliston, Amy Empson, Brian Larkin, Meg McLagan, Ro
Moise, Tony Rossi, Lotti Silber, Marilyn Thomas-Houston, Debo
Thomas, and Erica Wortham gave me excellent moral(e) suppor
nyu. I thank Patsy Asch who graciously provided my housing du
my fieldwork in Los Angeles and Steve Feld for his encouragem
along the way.
My colleagues at Wesleyan University and ucla have provi
stimulating environments and community. I especially want to th
Karen Brodkin, Carole Browner, Mickey Davidson, Ann duCille,
san Hirsch, Jay Hoggard, Jeff Kerr-Ritchie, Cheryl Keyes, Liza McA
ter, Claudia Mitchell-Kernan, Harryette Mullen, Sarah Ohly, G
Pemberton, Renée Romano, Ashraf Rushdy, Kate Rushin, Mark
bin, Valerie Smith, Besty Traube, and Jennifer Tucker for their ca
raderie. Sandro Duranti and Richard Yarborough have been espec
energetic supporters of my research and fun to hang out with; t
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