“Coming in at an exhausting 7,000 years long, music is weighed down by
a few too many mid- tempo tunes, most notably ‘Liebesträume No. 3 in A
flat’ by Franz Liszt and ‘Closing Time’ by ’90s alt-rock group
Semisonic,” Schreiber wrote. “In the end, though music can be
brilliant at times, the whole medium comes off as derivative of
Pavement.”
That
reminds me that I’ve been mulling over “The secondary stumbles because
the cadence of the count has led them astray; pray their intuition leads
them crashing into bodies in a perfect way.” The detached, tonally
inappropriate description of football figures in several of their songs.
A refutation of Massenpsychologie? (Last night, I was asking
Clancy which VH1 show would have horrified
Adorno the most: The Pick-Up Artist or Rock of Love? It’s not an
easy question. Adorno, you may remember, glossed increasing cartoon
violence as a message to workers to take their own abuse smiling, and
I’m sure that he could have found ample f-type leanings in the cheap
mesmerism and utopic Svengalitistics of the latter. All thoughts
welcome, etc.)
Conrad, in his
magisterial post on the
Mayday Matter, advanced two complementary ideas: 1) that the ads
themselves are the expression of an aesthetic sensibility and have no
other discernible purpose and 2) that the community of random
annotations that has arisen at Bryan Hance’s
site is in itself perhaps more
noteworthy and interesting than what they seek to explain. I believe
that the creator of these materials has had a lifelong interest in
educational methods, particularly those influenced by behaviorism. My
general theory is that they are sole-creator, many-partial-reader. I
mean by this that they cannot be fully decoded, but that they are
designed to be partially decoded in such a way as to instruct the
attempter in doctrine or factual information the creator deems
important. The apparatus of conspiracy and mystery is designed to elicit
interest. This is a university newspaper, after all, and the library
resources available to the intrepid (these appeared and were complicated
in what was effectively a pre-internet, or at least pre-search engine
era) would have mostly sufficed for the annotations that follow (though
it would have been considerably more of a trial. The recent pieces seem
to have undergone some preliminary google-proofing.) The most direct
evidence of this I can find is in the omitted section of the “leitmotiv”
from the 2/8/89
ad:
I only saw it last week. Circumstances permitted a discussion with film
scholar Chuck Tryon over the
weekend, and I told him that I was overwhelmed by the film in divers
ways. In particular, Poland.
I’ve been reading reviews, and the one cogent comment on that aspect
seems to be from Carina Chocano’s LA Times
piece:
“A lament for Hollywood production jobs lost to Eastern Europe?”
Also, “Black Tambourine” was apt in a way that “The Hexx,” for example,
would not have been.
Using a modified (and depleted) version of this
script
written by digital historian blogger William J. Turkel, I tried to see
how useful of an automated source generator Amazon’s Statistically
Improbable Phrases and Capitalized Phrases data would be for Gene
Wolfe’s Solider of Sidon:
SIP red land
Atlantis: Insights from a Lost CivilizationSoldier of SidonRed
Land Yellow River: A Story from the Cultural RevolutionThe Golden
Star of Halich: A Tale of the Red Land in 1362
Actually, not at all like that. I seem to recall Rushdie begrudgingly
crediting Le Carre with skillful plotting in Tinker, Tailor. It would
be interesting to chart the geography of the novel, particularly that of
Tarr’s (an allusion?) movements. The board above is also too
monochromatic (the amber spectacles for life’s eclipse!).
I’ve only caught a few episodes of this in hotel rooms, but it seemed
sublime. (But the affectless intrusion of the marvelous also seemed to
be something I think of as a wounded trend in contemporary American
fiction.) I’m not at all surprised that it was cancelled, given that its
obvious lack of popular appeal. It also captured the dilapidated
beachside community well, though I have more personal experience with
the East Coast versions.
But I think something is missing. I don’t think that something is The
Waves, though there are reasons to think so. Nor Calvino. (But were
there an affordable edition of the Codex Seraphinianus!) It’s not
Barthelme or Danielewski or Zadie Smith. Byatt, maybe. If those books
form a series, what is the next term?