But when will David Lynch eat Peaches’s panties?
These two remix videos for Sunday today gave me a nice one, thus:
Miss Piggy singing Peaches ‘Fuck the Pain Away’ (via clusterflock)
David Lynch eats panties
Phillip Roth: The Dance Mix
Back that ass up...
This morning on the Melville House blog, Moby Lives, editor Kelly Burdick posted a dance track featuring Phillip Roth doing some “Jewish Shouting.” DJ James Marcus, critic, translator and author of Amazonia, is responsible for the madness. Marcus interviewed Roth last September for the LA Times, and during the interview, Roth gave Marcus an example of what he called “Jewish Shouting,” which Marcus (who is also a musician) turned into a short dance track. You can find the track here. You have basically not lived until you can dance to the wails of Phillip Roth.
Exclusive(ish) Report: Is Your Creativity Quietly Dying?
Over on the New York Time’s Papercuts blog, they do this thing called Stray Questions, where they ask different authors the same three questions: what are you working on right now, what are you reading right now, and how does the internet help or hinder your work? Simple enough. Writers can blabber on and on about whateverthehell they’re reading at the moment, and some are willing to talk about their brilliant but unfinished novels, but it’s that last question that gets me. I like Geoff Dyer’s answer the best. Here it is:
It helps in all the obvious ways but mainly it hinders. Where it used to gnaw and nibble away at my ability to concentrate, now it is taking huge great chomps and I fear that soon I will have absolutely no ability to concentrate on anything, will be floundering in a state of endless distraction for the rest of my days and will never accomplish anything again READ MORE >
Diamanda Galas
I’m watching a very dumb movie called Doomsday. I ran three and a half miles today, only the second time since I was very sick. My fucking throat still hurts – I keep thinking I’ll be all better, but no. One of my cats peed blood yesterday. God help me. This dumb ass movie is making me think of Diamanda. After the jump are two videos from the one and only Diamanda Galas. I saw her perform at The Kitchen in NYC when I was in my early twenties. She hurt my mind in the very best way. Shortly thereafter, I was a twenty-something waitress when she came into Orson’s on my lunch shift with great regularity. She was the most polite, grateful and truly sweet and joyful customer. God bless. I never let on that I worshipped her ass, or saw her perform. I am different now. Now I say, “Hey I LOVE you!” I am not cool anymore. What a fucking relief. Here are a couple of crazy ass videos: READ MORE >
Used Bookstore Finds: ‘The Director of the Meteorological Branch is please [sic] to supply…’
A few weeks ago, my friend Mike Scalise sent me a bundle of old guides of all sorts from the dollar bin at Riverby Books in Washington DC. I found the following letter in Weather Ways, a weather guide for pilots published by the Meteorological Branch, Department of Transport, Canada in 1957.
Play by Samuel Beckett, Parts 1 & 2
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via the blog of the much-admired artist Robbie Cooper.
The Red Cavalry Riding
Just a quick hello from St. Petersburg. The trip has gone well so far. We’ve seen quite a lot of ‘stuff.’ I’m a bit overwhelmed now. I’ll try to put together some posts about some of my favorites when I get back this coming Monday. For now, I’ll leave you with the above painting titled ‘The Red Cavalry Riding’ by Kazimir Malevich. It’s hanging in the State Russian Museum and I liked staring at it very much.
List of Literary Events Not To Be Missed This Week In Atlanta
1. Walk through the magazine racks at Borders, that one section of one kiosk that sometimes has random cool magazines but mostly not, not anymore
2. Look through the window of that bookstore in Decatur that just went out of business and breathe on the glass and pretend like that’s you in there looking at the books that you didn’t buy because you went home instead and bought them on Amazon for less money
3. Read a book and pretend in your head that that author is reading it to you, in the way you think their voice is, without the witty asides or the host between people (you can add the host if you want)
4. Secretly cherish that there aren’t that many lit events here so you don’t have to feel obligated to attend them when it’s, like, your friend and stuff
5. Look at the internet some more