ABSTRACT
The distinguished British historian E.H.Carr could never, by any stretch of the imagination, be thought of as a crazy rock ’n’ roller-too fast to live and too young to die. Nevertheless, though Carr was never spotted pogoing at the Marquee Club, charged up on sulphate and the latest Adverts’ single, his observations on the nature of history provide an insightful pointer to the way particular narratives have struggled to constitute themselves as the authoritative account of the nature and genealogy of ‘punk rock’.
