But beyond simple availability, actual quality is, I believe, on the increase....– Leonard Pierce, “Are We Really In a Cultural Golden Age?”
So I just think it takes a couple decades to kind of clear your brain now. So it...– James Murphy.
So I have returned to Miranda July’s 2007 collection of short stories, in anticipation of her new film, The Future, coming out, and because she’s all over Union Square right now in an interactive, imposing-art-on-the-landscape way that is Deitch Projects’ last swan song before L.A. and museums happen and an era ends. It’s doing me quite right. Anyways, here is an excerpt...
Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows →
essential oilspill n. delight in pronouncing the names of your shampoo’s chemical ingredients—cocamidopropyl betaine, polyquaternium-10, methylchloroisothiazolinone—whose crisp syllables snap together like Legos, which momentarily reassures you that life is a cumulative stack of discrete accomplishments, not a shapeless continuum of extracts from abstracted tragedies like family, entropy, or...
Was in South Carolina for a week eating shrimp and grits (and for a penny too, due to the infuriating Gulf crise) and running from alligators, and in that time my domain got all wonky. Fixing! Also: Go to Charleston. It really does look like THIS.