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BUT ONLY TWO OF THEM
– First and foremost, ya hilween (“sweet one” in Arabic, word to Sarah) Rachael has begun blogging! She is a dear friend, a crazy-intelligent PHd candidate (but no nose-clamped academic) and a better writer about music than she will ever take credit for. Blog roll, si? Si.
– McDreamy came thru, Tiny (!) and concept album in tow. (Is it fair to comment on the record so early in the game?) Charming as fuck. He was wearing boat shoes which, for me, neutralized the fact that I have his face plastered in poster form on all four walls of my bedroom.
– Robert Fisk’s “The Great War for Civilisation: The Conquest of the Middle East” in paperback. Just bought it for a mere $20, nothing for such a tome. To my knowledge, Fisk is one of the finest English-language journalists reporting on the Middle East – someone who understands the situation, having lived there for 30 years, and beyond that, whose prose on tragedy is so vivid and beautiful it kills me. No, I haven’t yet cracked it (also picked up like 42 other books – new McCarthy, Jorge Amado, David B., Natsuo Kirino – and currently deep in Aimee Liu’s excellent Gaining) but I’m just putting it on your paper plate. Do it to it.
-Has anyone read the new Jonathan Lethem? Is it good? Lord knows I love my neighbor but this book’s not about Brooklyn, it’s about LA, and LA is full of heathens. (Not counting Ritchey!!!, Josh and Pete, O-Dub and Ann, Pentacostal Mexicans, and/or any extended member of the Escobedo/Velazquez ensemble [unless they have been born again w/o my knowledge]). Oh and Flea, that dude is pretty legit.*
– speaking of, BONZI WELLS, WHAT THE F? What kind of after after after after party was it, and why didn’t you invite me, baby?