ABSTRACT
There is now a curious cultural community, breathlessly à la Mod, where Lord Snowdon and the other desperadoes of the grainy layout jostle with commercial art-school Mersey stars, window dressers and Carnaby Street pants-peddlers. Style is the thing here – Taste 64 – a cool line and the witty insolence of youth. Jonathan Miller, cited by Booker (1970: 225).
