Forget the apocalypse, cult comic strip writer GRANT MORRISON is preparing for a return to punk values with the new millennium. The slam- dancing begins with new short story collection Disco 2000.
Words: Teddy Jamieson
18 TI'IEIJST 6—19 Feb 1998
WE’RE OFF AND running now. No stopping. Stay with us if you can. It’s the last night on earth this century. And the clock is counting, tick-tick-ticking towards the new millennium, tock-tock-tocking out the time of the rave generation.
Or so tonight’s guide Grant Morrison would have us believe.
‘I was in Brighton last year for a conference on psychedelic drugs, rave culture, Ecstasy and all those things and as l was watching I suddenly thought: “This is over. This is all over." We‘ve had ten years of
baggy, ten years of ersatz psychedelia, ten years of pretending to be the 605 and l have this intuition that something new is coming.’
Comicbook writer for DC Comics, sometime playwright, one-time musician, soon to be TV writer, Morrison is the only Scottish-based host of the end-of—the-century party Disco 2000 - a sequel to the bestselling short story anthology Disco Biscuits, designed for the can’t read. won’t read twentysomethings that make up the loved-up generation.
But Morrison‘s prose is more down on than