“So what is the text about? There is a story; the story is of the life of Ray the Cat Jones. It progresses in a linear fashion, Ray Jones is born to a working family in Wales, and then later, after many adventures, he dies of cancer. Ray Jones is a cat burglar, he is also a victim of the vicious exploiter of the working class, the British bourgeoisie, (and he is Welsh and we all know how the English hate the Welsh -‘sheep shaggers’, so he is a victim of racist bigoted loathing), but he is a righteous man. And so he takes a stand, he is, (becomes) a person of agency, he knows he does not want to die in the coal mines of boredom and pain, so he steals from the rich, why should a ‘toff’ have a full belly and the poor man one groaning in hunger. Furthermore his dreams of one day being a professional boxer are thwarted as, just as he is making it on the boxing circuit, he is set up by some lackeys of the bourgeoisie, (those who are employed to protect wealth and property, uphold unjust laws, those who have ‘sold out’, grassed their spirit to slothful owners), a ‘plod’ (‘rozzer’ ‘old bill’ ‘fuzz’) and so spends time in jai…” Read the full text here: http://sensitiveskinmagazine.com/the-9-lives-of-ray-the-cat-jones-a-novel-by-stewart-home/
Above: Stewart Home doing a headstand in front of one of the 13 pieces by him in the group show In Praise Of Laziness at Trade Gallery in Nottingham on 1 November 2014 at the exhibition opening. Photo by Bruce Asbestos.
“WHO KNOWS the truth about Ray “The Cat” Jones: the world’s most notorious burglar or a small-time jailbird loved by journalists grateful for his exciting yarns about robbing the fabulously rich?
So writer Stewart Home has chosen to tell the master thief’s story as a novel rather than a documentary book.
The 9 Lives of Ray The Cat Jones tells of a Ray Jones, who nearly became world middleweight boxing champion but instead turned into the greatest-ever cat burglar, stealing jewellery from megastars Elizabeth Taylor and Sophia Loren, the private papers of the Duke of Windsor, paintings by Rembrandt and the furs of the London upper-class women, often approached via the rooftops of the Mayfair district.
Ray’s carefully targeted burglaries are perfectly planned and thrillingly executed, as is his jail breakout, one of the most stunning in recent English penal history.
All of the extraordinary incidents figure in the real life of the now-dead (natural causes) Dalstoner…”
“Blood Rites of the Bourgeoisie is also an anti-novel that travels through the murky terrain of invisible literature. Its author, admired by fellow awkward-squad members Iain Sinclair and Tom McCarthy, has produced an exhilaratingly squalid volume. It is almost wholly bereft of any conventional narrative arc and is best understood as a plunder-text cannibalising and reworking the language of emails, spam and pornographic discourse in the service of a mordant satire of the contemporary art world. It’s unlikely to get its author invited on Start the Week. And yet, while it’s crude, as childish as Viz, and may very well have been slung together over the course of a long weekend, it’s also as funny and as critically incisive a work of para-fiction as I’ve read for some time.” Read the full review here!
Above Stewart Home photographed by Stewart Home on 14 September 2014.
“Word assassin Home bungs up rapid-fire orations with randy readings from past works, frothing up nasal torrents like some a cappella Whitehouse circa Bird Seed… Loki-limpet rants are interspersed with hectic phallocentric headstand hectoring and book-shredding subversion… a sophistic screed from one of his better known works – 69 Things To Do With A Dead Princess (2002) – on Jennifer Lopez’s considerable ass, recalled by a dickless ventriloquist doll locked in a boot of a car, along with various hyperbolic filth scenes, raise wry chuckles from listeners forced to acknowledge the divisions separating the delicate art of pretension from plain pretentious art. You follow?”
“I can’t find a single thing to fault in Home’s analysis (emphasis on the anal there, guys), of Martin Amis, Will Self, and much of the supposed New Lad Chic writing of a generation of British writers now well into their later years. “They were backward, stupid, reactionary and posh. The only reason they’re hogging the field is that they all went to the same public schools and university colleges as the people in publishing. But their writing is completely boring and virtually unreadable. Amis is just a right-wing twit, more interested in his teeth than anything else.”
Stewart Home still looks infinitely better than these withering hothouse growths. His promo video for Proletarian Post-Modernism consists basically of a fetish scene with porn star Gina Snake. His tribute to the cult of Diana the Blessed Martyr, 69 Things to Do with a Dead Princess, is published by top Scottish literary house Canongate Books. He does both art and literature “but I’ve had bigger arts prizes than I have literary ones.” What more do you need to know? Isn’t that edgy and stimulating the way that writing is supposed to be?”
Stewart Home is a novelist, poet and artist from South London. Since 1988 he has published 32 works of fiction and non-fiction, covering subjects as varied as 20th century Marxism, skinhead culture, continental philosophy and the meaning of sex and death under capitalism.
Existing at the fringes of the mainstream literary world, his novels read like a collision of Jonathan Swift, William Burroughs and Jean-Luc Godard. In 69 Things to Do with a Dead Princess (2002), a suicidal man moves to Aberdeen and investigates a conspiracy theory claiming that Princess Diana’s corpse was dragged around Scottish stone circles until it fell apart; in Down & Out in Shoreditch Hoxton, prostitutes make startling pyscho-geographical discoveries; and in his most recent, Mandy, Charlie & Mary-Jane (2013), he subverts the campus-genre novel and populates it with zombies.
His long writing career hasn’t earned him a place in the literary establishment, but it’s unlikely that he cares. After the publisher of Down & Out went bust, Stewart went on tour, shredding copies and giving readings of the book, one of which is on a new spoken word record, Proletarian Postmodernism. He’s also known as an artist, winning the prestigious Paul Hamlyn Award for visual art last year.
Now you’ve watched a hot girl urinate support the artist behind this video by buying his record, and maybe even some of his books too! And while you’re at it don’t forget to check out some of the other videos on his YouTube channel – you might like the promo videos for the novels No Pity and Red London, as well as the prank calls to prostitutes there under the titles Sex Talk With A Hooker and Atomic Sex! And of course if you dug our female desperation video for Proletarian Post-Modernism, you’ll absolutely love the related promo Navel Torture With Porn Star Gina Snake!
But you can’t watch this video on YouTube anymore, Google banned it! Stewart Home says on his Vimeo channel where you can now see it: “This is my third video to be banned by YouTube, I’m putting all of these on Vimeo so that we can see the shape of YouTube/Google censorship, and the view when you look at all three of my banned videos is pretty ridiculous. Like the previous two bans, this one was rejected as ‘content inapprorpriate’ mostly due to American moralism I guess. This video was made with the intention of putting it on YouTube because as I understood their rules it stayed within them… but of course Google seem to like blocking this type of video if it is picking up hits quickly as this was, since they don’t fit the corporatisation of the world agenda to which this reactionary internet giant subscribes. I would not have placed this video on Vimeo for public consumption had it not been banned by YouTube, but since I’m documenting my YouTube bans here this needs to be added. The video was uploaded to YouTube on 8 January 2014 and pulled on 18 January 2014.”
Additionally WordPress have banned several Stewart Home blogs including his “Stewart Home Nude” project which has been reposted to LiveJournal with new additions once Home had reposted all the original material. Catch that here: http://stewarthome.livejournal.com/