“WHAT IS SHIT but baubles worn by bowels?” asks Canadian author (and now artist) Derek McCormack as the fictive version of proto-punk agitator and entrepreneur Malcolm McLaren in an introduction (dated “London, 1953”) to The Shithole Opry Collector’s Guide, an illustrated faux catalogue of fucked-up, Frankensteined bijous. The necromanced preamble doesn’t so much situate the […]