Famous Blue Raincoat
Wait, I thought Leonard Cohen’s Famous Blue Raincoat was a letter of concession that Cohen wrote to a mutual friend who successfully courted his wife, encouraging him to treat her well. Damn, that was romantic. Too bad I’ll never think of that song the same way again.
Words are meaningless
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fyFdVfe0B-Y
June 25th, 2009 / 6:19 pm
Slavoj Žižek gives capitalism a shot

Lamenting the 21st Century? There's an ap for that.
The first issue of the new online journal Kill Author is up. Exciting to see many familiar and many new names. I like the design a lot.
“In Search of Lost Time,” or, My Netflix Queue is Longer Than Yours
I’ve always considered Revolutionary Road the sequel to Titanic — where the young couple, escaping death, go on to get married and move to suburbia, only to find their own little patch of freezing water within. Every time Titanic is playing on TBS or AMC, I watch the entire thing (try heckling the frantic people at the end, feels aweome). I’ll watch any movie I don’t care. The greatest modern currency is time, and I’m a rich bastard. Back to Leo and Kate: Repetitive casting creates subliminal narratives, as the actors (as we know them) have as much to do with their characters as the characters themselves. Hollywood abridges the complexity of love into two categories: 1) The romantically ill-fated, and 2) the d-d-dumb. I’m not being a snob here, I actually enjoy these movies:
Possible texts from David Byrne
I came across this photo of David Byrne on the L-train in NYC and wish to offer some possible text messages from him:
–wtf no signal
–where’s moma?
–w8 up i’m on the L
–3 chords 2 many
–lol eno is emo
–CD release party 2nte?
–gf is better
–omg Bb yes
–gr8 a fan
–new wave bitch
–stop making ¢
I guess now is the time to give a “shout out” to David Bryne, who unlike other heros, remain enthralled with the — um — enthralling world around them. What’s the secret Dr. Bryne? How do you still be so cool?
June 19th, 2009 / 2:28 pm
Skeptical Voyeurism
Sorry Cormac McCarthy, I know everyone says you’re great but I just don’t buy it. I need to inquire for myself. If your books don’t got that “LOOK INSIDE!” feature I just won’t take the chance — and God forbid I leave my house and browse the bookstore; that would require me to put on my underwear, and my junk needs to shrunk. See what I just did for a rhyme?
Jabs and jokes aside, it’s interesting how the “Look Inside” feature points (inadvertently or not) to what’s most essential to the consumer/reader: the ‘judging a book by its cover’ cover; the marketing flourishes of blurbs/synopses on the back cover and/or inside flap; and the first 5 or so pages of text. (I’m not making any argument, for an arbitrary excerpt at pg. 214 would be fairly inapplicable. This ain’t exquisite corpse bitch.)
Perhaps the writer’s job is inextricably slash irrevocably also the publisher’s/vendor’s job as well: to capture, convince, and compel the reader by pg. 5. It’s like a blind date: you can tell by the first 5 sips of that gin n’ tonic if ur gonna fuck. For those novelists out there (for I am not), how cognizant are you of your reader’s fickle ADD constraints? Do you expect someone to bear through the first 50 pages on “good faith,” or do you throw your best punches at the start? Maybe the best plan is to do it throughout the entire book, but hey, we can’t all be idealists. Is a short story simply the beginning of a novel that is never finished? Is Cormac McCarthy basically a version of Ralph Lauren without the cologne? What drives a writer: ego, love, or pain? If one answers a rhetorical question in the comment section, how closer are they to infinity? Who’s your daddy?
Congratulations to Jenny Williams for winning storySouth’s Million Writers Award with her story “The Fisherman’s Wife” (LitNImage). Runner-up is “Fuckbuddy” by Roderic Crooks (Eyeshot). Honorable mention (third place): “No Bullets in the House” by Geronimo Madrid (Drunken Boat). Complete results here.
McSweeney’s Internet Tendency is running a contest in efforts to find semi-regular columnists.