Music: Oneohtrix Point Never
Casey McKinney11.26.11
You quit smoking again. You may have tried self hypnosis from a podcast. You realize there actually is porn on the iTunes site. You searched…
Newt Gingrich for U.S. Toilet Inspector General
Casey McKinney11.22.11
Everyone is always ragging on this guy, saying he has a mean streak, or that he’s a hypocrite for leading the charge to impeach…
Los Campesinos! Hello Sadness
Christina Lee11.14.11
Faux-Welsh rockers Los Campesinos! release their third album, Hello Sadness, and Christina Lee gives her read of a geography peppered with the gouges and striations and lacunae of their maturing consciousness. And if you want to read more, try their quarterly fanzine(!) Heat Rash.
My shovel // Sparkles like words: Anthony McCann Dig and Dialogue
Andrew James Weatherhead11.10.11
Anthony McCann is pushing the folds of language back like he is walking through the Origin of the World and it is a woodland. "It’s almost as if I were saying these things / To someone––to you––or not even to you"––or to Andrew James Weatherhead as he delves into I Heart Your Fate, McCann’s latest from Wave Books. Let them show you this: these mineral veins of vivid word.
Music: Real Estate: Days
Casey McKinney11.02.11
I haven’t been doing my musical homework lately or would have noticed the new Real Estate album at the top of the Pitchfork best albums list….
Why Does Coldplay…er…?
Casey McKinney11.01.11
Speaking of 60 Minutes (see previous blog post…we are blazing away trying to get our blog up to date after some serious ignoring for months),…
If The Madoffs Had Succeeded…
Casey McKinney11.01.11
…in scamming their investors, many charities, out of 65 billion dollars and actually earned the money back before no one noticed. No that’s not…
The Herman Cain Saga Gets Weird(er)
Casey McKinney11.01.11
Do you remember a 1999 Republican primary debate where the candidates were asked who their favorite philosophers were. George W. Bush…
Best
Gary Sheppard10.31.11
The thing about love is not that it’s terrifying––it’s that it may one day cease to be terrifying. Gary Sheppard knows Best.
Swarms of Swarms: The Awakened Space of Dennis Cooper’s The Marbled Swarm
Blake Butler10.31.11
Fanzine caught up with the always gracious Dennis Cooper in Paris this summer and was casually handed his forthcoming book The Marbled Swarm on a day we went to see Anish Kapoor’s inflatable Leviathan sculpture at the Palais Royal. "It’s my best yet," an understatement of humble challenge coming from America’s elder statesman of trangressive literature, now a more on-than-off expat in the country of his literary heroes, France. Cooper certainly has taken his economically taught, So-Cal erotic horror mastery and cloaked it with a mashup of continental elan. A novel of cannibalism twixt the secret passages of chateaus told in a new form of language that turns ouroboros-like (cannibalistically) in on itself, we couldn’t think of anyone better to unravel such a challenge than the next gen bard of sleepless nights, Blake Butler.
