Friday, January 13, 2017
Monday, January 02, 2017
Of course these things are not mine. I think they are usually spoken of as ours, that tea bag of a word which steeps in the conditional.
...all the destinies linked by a likeness of forehead and nose...
While you are living, part of you has slipped away to the cemetery
Tuesday, December 27, 2016
It is much, more better than that, although it is remniscient of Dos Passos. For a 25 year old to have written it in 18 months, it's astonishing.
His gelid eyes were very blue... he was efficient and strong and usually empty and his main cast of mind was a superior contempt toward nearly all other mean. He hated weakness and he loved practically nothing. There was a crude unformed vision in his soul but he was rarely conscious of it.
Yeah. And an anger would work in him. They had torn at each other once, had felt sick when they close together and other people were with them. Now, in sleep their bodies intruded; there was always a heavy limb in the way. And the nights together working on them, this new change, this living together between them like a heavy dull weight, washing dishes and mouthing familiar kisses.
Down Thunder Road: The Making of Bruce Springsteen by Marc Eliot with the participation of Mike Appel
Saturday, December 17, 2016
Well, I might have loved boys too; but girls are what I prefer. If I tire of one as a girl, I can still use her as a girl.
Wanted: a small dog that neither growls nor bites; can eat broken glass and can shit diamonds.
When I look at the words of the masters, I see what they did; when I look at my own bits and pieces, I see what I ought to have done.
A quiet scholar once left a large party and went home. He was asked, 'How did you like it?' 'If they were books,' he said, 'I would not read them.'
Monday, November 28, 2016
Friday, October 28, 2016
A police procedural that moves into a family history, and the drama of a mystery in the past that slowly unravels and explains alot of the present.
Masterful. Almost more literary fiction than detective genre. Would like to see her write outside detective structure -- and maybe she already has?
Friday, October 07, 2016
I liked his splendid summary about legendary rock stars and their early deaths - "Aging is scary but fascinating." His summary? "The exit in a blaze of glory is bullshit."(p. 214) His analysis about learning the limitations of his own singing voice and transcending them was also great (p. 494)
His wise decision to seek analysis to help him through depression does not make the most interesting reading: there is a lot of inner-child speak and other junk.
Later in the book, he assumes his more bloviated gospel-preacher voice, and tends to philosophize generally and use some of his more obvious song metaphors, rather than provide details. Still, for a notoriously private individual who perversely gives so much of himself publically in performance, the book showed me important stuff in his life.
the "Chapter and verse" spotify playlist is great - not as much for the Springsteen songs themselves (who hasn't heard them? and a million times?) as for the 100 or so songs by other artists that were crucial to him.