Author Spotlight
Thus spoke Pink, a review
When first encountering Sam Pink’s writing, one may be tempted to dismiss it, as I did, as adolescent misanthropy seasoned with Asperger’s syndrome. It’s hard to get past the graphic violence and misogyny. Though, if there is such a thing as an open mind, on a good day I think I have one, so I asked Sam to send me Yum Yum I Can’t Wait to Die, which he did.
I was immediately struck by how such dense ideas could be evoked/initiated by such simple and direct language. His writing is quite philosophical, yet not in some alienating solipsist way. I found myself re-reading sentences, trying to get my head around certain turns of phrases or concepts. He has a riddle-like way of saying things. Around the seventh page, I said to myself, “This is guy is fucking Nietzsche.” Both of them are able to get to truth while sounding like an asshole.
Yum Yum I Can’t Wait to Die is comprised of little aphorisms and modern pedestrian allegories, of a guy who is, well, completely fucked in the head. This may not be the most original motif, but Pink is less interested in his narrator, and more so on ideas. It’s a mixed bag of philosophy, hilarity, and rare moments of genuine sadness—made striking by Pink’s unlikely empathy. He speaks of a timeless omnipresent wind outlasting all of us; his dog protecting unbaptized babies in purgatory; leaves and twigs distorting the surface of a puddle, spraying the moon with blood, and so on. Each part is a violent haiku. And there are moments of stunning loneliness, marked by self-effacing irony:
Today a telemarketer called and I said, “Please don’t hang up on me. Please.”
Of course, before we start thinking this guy is Basho or Issa, he offers this:
I want to blow my head off with a shotgun, into the open birth canal of whatever pop star is currently cool, so she has to menstruate my splattered skull and brains.
Such hyperbolic violence is either rhetorical device, or Pink is truly a little insane. I doubt Sam Pink is actually his name. I imagine a guy whose snorted his own semen for material (pun intended). The object of his ‘ambivalent’ (to put it lightly) affection is an unnamed and vaguely implied girl, and one forgets the philosophy and realizes that this is just some lonely loser. Maybe that’s why it’s so easy to jump into the narrator’s shoes. We’ve all been lonely, some of us still are. Pink’s words have a way to jumping inside you and moving organs around. To read him is to see things from a new inverted angle. He says, in my favorite line:
And when your mind is a field your tongue is a cloud.
Now my thoughts grow up-side-down towards a voiceless mouth. Thank you Sam Pink, you sick fuck.
Tags: Chapbooks, Nietzsche, sam pink, yum yum i can't wait to die
AMEN
AMEN
you don it right
you don it right
thank you for writing this and thank you for un-dismissing me.
thank you for writing this and thank you for un-dismissing me.
I felt the same way, dismissal and then being struck by sam’s use of language and concepts. nice review.
I felt the same way, dismissal and then being struck by sam’s use of language and concepts. nice review.
i think i went through this same thing reading sam pink periodically over a couple of months. at some point ‘something happened’ and it was nice. i liked reading yum yum a lot.
i think i went through this same thing reading sam pink periodically over a couple of months. at some point ‘something happened’ and it was nice. i liked reading yum yum a lot.
you’re gonna let him off that easy. im still dismissing it. fuck off sam.
im gonna stop reading yum yum to the kids.
im gonna stop crying when i read clone.
fuck off i tell ya (say it like bugs bunny)
you’re gonna let him off that easy. im still dismissing it. fuck off sam.
im gonna stop reading yum yum to the kids.
im gonna stop crying when i read clone.
fuck off i tell ya (say it like bugs bunny)
i was reading yum yum to my 11 year old daughter the other day and we got to the kool aid man part and we both started laughing and then we got to the part where he was licking the blood and my daughters face did a weird twitch and she stopped smiling for like a milli second then she started laughing hysterically again and i knew at that moment that she and i shared the same soul and all was right with the world.
“yum yum i cant wait to die” bringing families closer since 2008″
god bless ya mr pink
i was reading yum yum to my 11 year old daughter the other day and we got to the kool aid man part and we both started laughing and then we got to the part where he was licking the blood and my daughters face did a weird twitch and she stopped smiling for like a milli second then she started laughing hysterically again and i knew at that moment that she and i shared the same soul and all was right with the world.
“yum yum i cant wait to die” bringing families closer since 2008″
god bless ya mr pink
sam pink is an idiot.
sam pink is an idiot.
barry i laughed and felt less inhuman after reading what happened to you and your daughter. colin, i am glad. jereme, you are telling the truth, that has been my point.
barry i laughed and felt less inhuman after reading what happened to you and your daughter. colin, i am glad. jereme, you are telling the truth, that has been my point.