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p.s. Hey. ** Chris (British), Understood, about your issue with labels like Shoegazer. Actually, I like it possibly for the very reason you don't: its disjunction, vagueness, poetic. But then perhaps I'm just familiar/ comfortable with rock labels, which are quite often pretty loose and end up swallowing quite a variety of bands/styles: New Wave, No Wave, Brit Pop, Grunge, Indie, Lo-fi, Doom, Hypnagogic -- oh, that Hypnagogic post, if you're interested, is here, and you'll see that the actual sound it's trying to identify is quite rangy. But I do really like the tight labels endemic to electronic music too. Really, I guess it's just about what one personally finds pleasurable and conducive or not, I guess. ** David Ehrenstein, I don't know Jack Beeson's work at all. I'll have to fix that. Please do link to your Nilsson review when it's up. ** Tonyoneill, Hey, T. I don't know Hutson and Smith. I'm basically a nearly total know-nothing about horror fiction. That's one of the reasons I wanted to illustrate Itmpw's list for the blog, to get my feet wet. Oh, nice book tour. Austin is an interesting stop. Now that you mention it, I do remember seeing that you're reading at the great Skylight Books. Yeah, give the tour details and link me to the info so I can alert the faithful, and I'll do the whole bated breath number re: my mailbox waiting for the book itself. ** Oscar B, There's some kind of thing, things, devices, hanging things, I think, that they're going to install in the gallery to make putting things on the wall possible, and, as usual around our abode, putting those in got delayed, and hence our delay. But, yeah, the more time to prepare the merrier, ultimately. I'm okay. It's raining and raining. ** No more teenagekicks, Here's an invisible champagne bottle to whack in a christening fashion against your new front door. I can think of all kinds of worse things to blow 150 on. Sexiness never hurt a young novelist's career. ** Math, So, are you transferring to a new West Coast AA position? Did I gather that right? 'Mario Galaxy 2', oh, it's out and great, is it? I'm dying over here with my 'no video games until novel completion' rule, Math. Dying. ** Sypha, Hey. You definitely should do another Day for the blog, and any of those suggestions will do very nicely. I actually could really use some Days right now what with my upcoming theater work/premiere busyness and minimized blog post creating time. Thanks, James. ** Hedi, Hey. Oh, thanks for that. Everyone, courtesy of the mighty Hedi, you might just be able to download the new Godard film by going right here, here being a spot on the mighty James Greer's blog. Oh, thank you a ton for sending me 'Coma'. I'm crazy with anticipation for it. I'm going to see a rare reading/event by him tomorrow night. ** Bill, Hey. Glad to hear the Chronotopia screening went well. Well, it depends on what time of day you arrive or depart on the 14th. Daytime shouldn't be too bad, although, yeah, there'll be more people on the trains, etc. than usual. Getting a train to Avignon on the spot probably isn't something to count on. Could you buy it in advance online from there? The 15th show is a matinee? I didn't even know that, but, yeah, that's not such an unusual thing in the festival. Anyway, I guess I wouldn't just expect to get a train to Avignon point blank, and, if that's your only option, the 13th might be the safer pick. ** Rigby, That must have been the slowest transfiguration into a monster ever. It must have been agony for you. Gave me the willies, It did. That felt fucking good. I have a reasonable if not massive interest in the WC, yeah. I'll watch a reasonable amount of it. I'll want France (or Holland) to win to a reasonable degree. A Weaklings fantasy WC game? I don't know what that would be due to my sports know-almost- nothingness, but, you bet, I'm 100% for the idea. Explain, please. ** Stan_cz, Hey, man. My novel proceeds to its hopeful conclusion in a very painfully slow and brain deadening but, I assume, natural way, and I guess I can't ask for more. I'm very glad to hear you're on the novel track too. Teleport some of that wildfire over here, if you don't mind, ha ha. The insane and evil Arizona law is effecting attitudes in LA? I wish they'd fucking declare that fascist bullshit unconstitutional already. ** Kier, Hey. Wow oh wow, that set of thoughts on 'Period' is fascinating and a gift. I'll read them again more attentively when I get done here. I have this kind of annoying Lynch/Dylan thing about 'Period' where I don't want to potentially undo people's travels therein with my roadmap, but your take intersects with mine in a number of ways. Hm, the only thing I'll say is that reading the novel's trip too thoroughly through my autobiography might obscure a lot of facets of what's going on. Not that that stuff isn't there and important, but it's heavily interfered with by other fictional through-lines, and it's just a big one of a number of the intersecting pathways. I think the best way to take the novel apart is to start with the flat or rather technically flat surfaces -- the mirror, the internet, the video, the paper in Dagger's notebook, etc. You can see them as different kinds of mirrors, reflectors of the people using/looking into them and their 'backwards' worlds, and you can collect them together into a kind of disco ball and place that at the center of the novel and then shine the novel's instances of 'light' onto it, and something happens, and, not that anyone should ever take the time and effort to do all of that nonsense, but it's one way to dissect and unify the whole thing. If that sounds like gobbledigoop, sorry, ha ha. Anyway, I'm honored and thrilled by your very sharp thinking about the novel, and I'll pore over it and save it for my scrapbook. Thank you, my dear pal. Lastly, I'm really sorry to hear about your emotional walloped and walloping week. Anything this place or I can do to help in anyway? Say the word, no, say the syllable. ** Steevee, Super awesome news about the Noe interview and, even more, the WSJ gig! Incredible possibilities on both fronts. Yeah, congrats, Steve! That's fantastic to hear! ** Pilgarlic, Hi, welcome, and thanks a lot for commenting. Very interesting: King's thoughts on the shift brought on by turning 40. A musician friend of mine was just explaining to me the other day that a similar shift tends to hit fans of Heavy Metal in their late 20s. I'll see if I can track down Rex Miller's work. It sounds quite interesting. Anyway, yeah, thanks, and please do hang out here anytime. ** JW Veldhoen, Maybe I'm dreaming right now. Maybe it's that I don't remember my reality. Wow, heavy. Calling Deepak Chopra. Tell 'em I'm ... just little old me? ** The Dreadful Flying Glove, I could easily have done 18, I guess. I hope so because the 18th image in the 18th post being important is so way up my alley. Let's say I did. I saw your email, and I'm opening it finally today. Thank you in advance, and, if it doesn't click correctly, I'll let you know. ** Justin, Whenever I tell people I have a hard time with the loosey prose of most horror fiction, they usually say read Thomas Ligotti. So, I guess I'll pass that onto you. I've got a Ligotti book in my possession just waiting for me. I'm sure you're over-worrying about your Boynapped friend. A lot of logical explanations there, from his possible move to the postal service's possible fuck up. Maybe you should call your Dad, and just tell him it's important. Haven't seen a baked bean-based Czech porn scene yet. If I do, ... Hope your slept away your headache, and, yeah, man, maybe call your Dad or find a way to find yourself funny. That works for me sometimes. That Russian fight video was intense. Wasn't it? Maybe I'm a wuss. I liked the crotch grabber's melancholy and stoicism. Everyone, courtesy of Justin, if you want to see a rough-ish fight between two Russian guys including extended crotch/cock grabbing and a stretch of chunky butt and genital exposure, click this. ** Casey McKinney, I think Bret's new one comes out next week. Might even be in stores already. Blake does horror in a certain sense like nobody's business, yeah. Wait'll you read his next one. I'm reading it, and, whoa! ** Jesse Hudson, Hey, J. Thanks for slipping kindly into view. Talk to you later. ** Bernard Welt, Hey. I'm really sorry to hear you've been having to deal with the gout. I don't even know what that is. The word telegraphs intestinal to me, but I bet that's way off. Anyway, I'm glad you're up and at 'em. I might be in NYC for a bit in August, early in the month, I think. Maybe I'll get lucky. The Koestenbaum Warhol book is super. You know his next book is about Harpo Marx? I bet it's amazing. ** Misanthrope, I know the traffic/ driving dilemma and hassles of which you speak, yes sir. Yeah, that is a little crazy, man. But they don't call it mad money for nothing. ** Syreearmwellion, Hey. Yeah, I stopped submitting work to journals and stuff in, like, the late 70s. It was too confusingly negative. Now that there's this booming online lit zine phenomenon going on, a lot of them edited by young writers, it seems like the process might be a lot easier or less conservative or something. Anyway, it's about writing and nothing else, and, hey, your blog is getting your work out there, to me for one. Memory is one trippy thing, man, no doubt about it. I just remembered or misremembered ... ah, it's too boring and complicated to explain. Good day to you and yours. ** Frank Jaffe, Hey, F. Things are okay with me. Nobody seems to like 'Shutter Island'. I haven't seen it. I guess that's why. I'm curious mostly or only because the score is apparently full of really great experimental serious music pieces and squibs by composers I really like. It's kind of sad, but, for me, it's getting to where if Leonardo DiCaprio is a movie's star, I figure it's not going to be that great a movie. That guy really needs to take some real chances and a big salary cut. Yeah, I think medical marijuana clinics are really thick on and around the Venice Boardwalk. I don't smoke pot, but I understand that, yeah, getting a medical marijuana card is just a matter of a payment and filling out a couple of easy forms. I'm gathering an LA tip or few for you. Watch this space. ** Postitbreakup, Thanks, man, re: my novel talk. Where do you hide your vodka? Hm, ... in your cowboy boot? Fuck yeah, I hid stuff from my parents. I was a drug gobbling, porn collecting, XXX-rated snuff writing little weirdo. Sure, I played 'Twilight Princess', a masterpiece. New Zelda game for the Wii coming late this year! Slurp! The only meat I ever missed for a while after I went vegetarian was salami, weirdly. Otherwise, no. I think meat was always a whatever for me. I like pickles, but I know nothing about them. When I see them, I eat them. Sometimes I like them more, sometimes less, but I don't know anything about the types or their names or anything. I can understand the pull of the bulge objectively, but I'm not all that pulled. It's like how I never notice what kind of socks people are wearing. ** Jeff, Hey, man! Good to see you, and thanks about the post. Man, amazing dream and fantastic, wonderfully written transcription, as always. It blows my mind that people can remember their dreams with pinpoint accuracy. Beautiful stuff, Jeff. Really, thank you. I'll pass on your link and check it out once I'm out of here. Everyone, courtesy of Jeff, here's a blog post about sleep paralysis by the horror author Matt Cardin. If Jeff recommends something, it's always fascinating, so give that blue word a click. ** Nb, No, you didn't tell me about that gate. Wow, curious. It must be kind of a famous gate or something. How's the nose rubbing working out for you? ** Inthemostpeculiarway, I'm glad you liked it, man. That was the most important thing. Can you believe I've never seen 'Basic Instinct'? Weird, huh? Nice haul from that store. I don't know the last two items. I do know the ass in question, though, and, ahem yes. My day was another unexciting one as per the usual lately. Novel work, went not so well at all, grr. It rained almost every daylit second. I paid my rent, late as usual. I met up with Gisele. She said there's a slight possibility that 'Kindertotenlieder', my favorite of Gisele's and my theater pieces, might have a gig in NYC next January, which would be great. We met with the publishing house (Disvoir) that's going to put out the book/CD of the Jerk radio play next March. They gave us an idea of what we could and couldn't do, and now we need to do it: record the play in English, design the book, etc. Their offices are really nice, all industrial designy. I wish I could live there. I walked home and got all wet in the process. I worked some more and started making some future blog days. Yury got home, went jogging, took a shower, and the shower nozzle broke off, and now I have to get the Recollets to fix it, and they can be really slow, and showering is probably going to be trial for a while. Yury talked me into buying a spring/summer coat, and so I'm going to meet him at the Galleries Lafayette after he gets off work and get one. Then maybe we'll go to a big opening event at the Palais de Tokyo, I'm not sure. I guess I probably checked Facebook for a minute or two, because I usually do. I think there was something sort of interesting on TV that Yury watched, but I didn't pay that much attention. I think I'll end there. Meh. It's your Thursday to describe as you see fit. ** David, Hi, David. Thanks for the author tips. Noted, will be pursued. ** Christopher/ Mark, Hey. I'm really glad the LA trip went so well. Congrats on the NYTimes review! It's very attentive, thoughtful, helpful to the likes of far away me. Everyone, Merce Cunningham's 1983 piece 'Roaratorio' with lighting but our own resident genius and d.l. Christopher/ Mark aka Mark Lancaster, recently played at LA's Walt Disney Concert Hall, and it got a very good, descriptive review in the New York Times, which is located here and highly recommended. Thanks, Mark! ** Dorna, Hey, D! I did miss your comment. It probably arrived while I was proofing the p.s. pre-launch. I usually forget to make one last check of the comments at that point. Oh, yeah, Trinie Dalton's 'MYTHYM' anthology is a great reference point. I hadn't thought about that. Ha ha, I don't know that I can extend that metaphor about the porn much further, at least not off the top of my head, but, okay, if I can get it restarted, I'l go whole hog and take it to the blog, I promise. I know Messerschmidt's work a little, surely not enough. I'm going to google him post-p.s. I just made a note. Oh, I saw an email from you in my box. I'm like two days late at least with my mail opening, but thank you for the e-, and I'll go find out what it is today. Take care, pal. ** You-x, You have a poem in/on Everyday Genius! Fantastic, man! I need to get some fresh air before I tackle it because I've reached p.s. brain burn out, but ... Everyone, the splendid writer/artist/ musician and more Joseph Marcure, who is also the blog's d.l. You-x, has a poem newly up and viewable on the great lit. mag. site Everyday Genius, and this is a very cool thing, and, long story short, do go read the poem post-haste, I urge you. UCLA is fucking tougher than nails to get into, as I'm sure you know. Their loss. Very happy to hear about the new relationship, obviously. Very happy, indeed. I love the new New Pornographers, and it grows and grows, but it's not in a class with their first three albums to me, but then few albums by anyone are in that class. Not yet anyway. Interesting that Beach House is good live. I have to say their album didn't do all that much for me, but I need to spin it some more. I'm fine, very busy. It's crunch time on the new theater piece, and I'm in the middle of a draining, intensive, frustrating edit on my new novel, but that hell goes with the job. But I'm fine, just a little fried from the generous amount of comments at this very moment. Great to see you, J. ** Bollo, Hey. Uh, mm, generally speaking, I don't think Koh's stuff is very interesting at all. It's fashionability and maneuvering within the fashionable is sort of vaguely interesting in a way, but that's about as deeply as his stuff hits me. The occasional performance thing is kind of flashy/okay. Cool about the applications. Toes crossed. ** Schlix, Yikes, about your friend's proximity to the cannibal house. Eerie. A close friend of mine was cruised by Jeffrey Dahmer in a Milwaukee mall once, which gives me the heeby-geebies just thinking about it. But, yeah, if it's the same movie, I thought it was kind of awful. ** Changeling, Hey. I'm kind of with you on horror fiction, but I've really almost never read any that wasn't more like literature that was experimenting with horror or with horror's tropes. Yeah, please send me the cannibal thing. I really want to read it. Oh, I like those red pictures you linked to. Wait, Everyone, go look at these on our brilliant friend Changeling's new blog Rapt, and, if you haven't already, explore his longer-standing blog Floored too because it's a storehouse of his amazing fiction. Speaking of which, I see you have a new piece up there. My brain is p.s.-created toast right now, but I'm excited to read it later. Someone here has occasionally linked to a little tutorial on how to make links. Everyone, one last thing, Changeling asks how to make working links in the comments. I know somebody out there knows. Can you tell him or link him/us to instructions? Thanks. Hold Steady fans are a passionate bunch, and God loves them for that, I'm sure, ha ha. Thanks, C! ** Okay, this post is really, really late today, and my brain is squashed, so I'll just say I hope you enjoy the pile of refreshing chandeliers, and I'll see you in a more spritely form tomorrow.
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