Wednesday, January 24, 2007
Return of the what?
I'm watching Return of the Jedi while trying not to watch it. Background films are better sometimes. I was recently asked by the very nice David Horvitz of Xiu Xiu fame (and Pitchfork fame) to write a piece on boredom for an art show he's having in LA. It will involve Schopenhauer, Manuel De Landa and the Boredoms. Probably more of the Boredoms. How is boredom shaped? Irony and boredom are cousins. Like that, I'm also foolishly considering proposing a short 33 1/3 book on Outkast's ATLiens album. They weren't feeling my Cafe Tacuba idea (and who would want to sell books to Amerikkka's growing minority?), so why not try it's second-largest minority? MINORITEAM!
Winter is here, finally. It hasn't been this "warm" in New York in over a hundred years. What luck I have. But, snow is on its way and I'm scared. Frightened!
I finished The Great Gatsby last week. That, along with M.T. Anderson's fun and darkly comical Thirsty, are the two novels I plan on finishing for January. Next up is Nabakov's Lolita and finish Watchmen and some other stuff. I feel so anxious about the future sometimes. Like time is elastic and will stretch no further. Like tomorrow won't come.
But, maybe it's just Harrison Ford being unfrozen by a Princess. I'm going to go hear Vendela Vida read at the KGB Bar this weekend. She's married to Dave Eggers and is supposed to be a better writer (or so they tell me).
And a welcome home to those ex-pats who have come home from Argentina. We want your soul.
:)
