By TONY MOORE
Pier 9, 2012, 378 pages, $29.99 (pb)
Review by Phil Shannon
Their pockets may have been empty but Australia’s bohemians
have been rich with desire to shake up bourgeois dignity and social conformity
through cultural revolution. As Tony
Moore recounts in his splendid Dancing
with Empty Pockets, Australia has had a vibrant, dissenting subculture of
bohemians from its earliest days.
Marcus Clarke, the author of the first great Australian novel, For The Term Of His Natural Life, “ate, drank and scandalised his way about Melbourne in the 1860s and 1870s, setting up a string of underground literary clubs, mocking respectable society and keeping one step ahead of his creditors”.
Following Clarke were the writer, Henry Lawson, who embraced
a radical nationalism built on “disrespect for authority, irreverence, and
unease with respectability”, and the painter, Norman Lindsay, whose “art of
pagan pleasure” was “libertine, earthy, humorous, immature, cheeky, sexual,
anti-clerical”.
In the 1920s and 1930s, ‘The Noble Order of the Happy,
Literary, Wise and Mad’ in Sydney set the tone of the bohemian clubs, to which
women at last gained entry to the all-male bohemian world although often “on
men’s terms” as promiscuous, sexual playthings.
Mass unemployment, war and fascism prompted a new wave of
politically-engaged bohemians from the late 1930s such as the Adelaide
University’s cape-wearing communist and artistic modernist, Max Harris.
In the 1950s, the bohemia of the ‘Sydney Push’
intelligentsia flourished with paperbacks of Kafka and Camus, black sweaters
and advocacy of free love marking out the artists and inner city
non-conformists who made up the Push’s small galaxy whose stars included Robert
Hughes, Clive James, Germaine Greer, Wendy Bacon, Bob Ellis and Barry
Humphries.
In the 1960s and 70s, the counter-cultural hippies, the New
Left and other protest movements flew the subversive bohemian flag whilst punk
and ‘Indie’ musicians and cyberpunk hackers have waved the contemporary
bohemian banner, with The Chaser ensemble excelling with an “anarchic
anti-authoritarianism, Dadaesque stunts … and flirtation with obscenity and
offences against good taste”.
Australian bohemianism, whatever its historical
manifestations, has some features in common - aesthetic flamboyance, eccentric
lifestyle, avant-garde art, and experimentation with cultural, sexual and other
freedoms beyond the pale of bourgeois morality.
Politically, too, bohemians have had a shared liking for
anarchism, delivering an apolitical cynical detachment from the non-committal
comfort of the bar-stool. Bohemians who
embraced the left were prone to divorce - Lawson became a patriotic militarist,
a middle-aged Max Harris “dispensed
conservative contrarian opinion in the [once-loathed] Murdoch press” and an
anti-socialist Barry Humphries joined the board of the CIA-funded magazine, Quadrant.
Political elitism was also a shared bohemian trait with many
bohemians regarding themselves as a “natural aristocracy” above the wasteland
of the suburbs whose working class residents they saw as artistic philistines
good only for a sneering condescension as conformist ‘Alf and Daphnes’.
Many bohemians would also shoulder their subversive cultural
arms to seek “personal elevation within the bourgeois society they
denounced”. As Honore Balzac observed of
the ancestral 1840s Parisian bohemians, their enclaves were ‘a vast nursery for
bourgeois ambition’ and Australia’s bohemians have displayed a similar “talent
for self-promotion”, exploiting the bohemia brand to carve out a space for the
bohemian avant-garde in the capitalist cultural market which is perpetually in
search for next big thing no matter how rhetorically hostile to capitalism.
The political limitations of bohemianism stem largely from
the class position of its practitioners – as Moore explains, bohemianism is a
“rebellion undertaken mainly by the young bourgeois in a period of their career
when they feel free from the restrictions of the social class they were born
into or in which they might end up”.
Cultural playtime under capitalism has definite time limits before the
logic of the market kicks in.
Some bohemians have tried to retain their oppositional
principles as they began their long march through the institutions of media,
politics and academia. Wendy Bacon
practices progressive journalism, Bob Ellis became the “eccentric
artist-in-residence to the Labor tribe” and the “free-floating cultural
socialism” of Phillip Adams coexisted with his membership of the Commonwealth
film and arts bureaucracy.
Red-blooded socialism was rarely a long-term option for most
bohemians, however. Most believe only in
‘epater les bourgeois’ (‘shocking the bourgeois’) rather than its overthrow. Not only did socialist activism ‘take up too
many evenings’ (as the bohemian aesthete, Oscar Wilde, put it) but its
collectivism, discipline and structure was too antagonistic to the hedonistic
and individualistic bohemians with their penchant for “partying over party”.
Although Moore acknowledges that bohemianism is “a safety
valve for discontent rather than promoting focused political change”, he
celebrates bohemianism’s subversive potential to push against “capitalism’s
demands for work discipline, social order and the sovereignty of market
forces”, whose cultural settings under the “conservatism of John Howard, and
the narrow managerial materialism of Labor’s new generation of leaders” has
ensured a strong future for bohemian dissent in Australia.
Although Moore struggles to pin the “dynamic, ever-changing
tradition” of bohemianism down definitionally, his analytically sharp and
narratively bright book shows that Australia’s bohemians, although they may not
have had too many answers, have asked some very good questions.
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