I believe this new book of poems by Alan Kaufman, Straight Jacket Elegies, will be read as an extension of the Beats. Glance at the back cover, which describes the author in this way: “Alan Kaufman has been compared to Jack Kerouac.” I don’t think this comparison is exactly accurate, but it will be made… Read more »
INterzone’s title text ascends in an expressive flair, setting an introductory tone for Flame Schon’s singular action expressed as a psychedelic video that expands straight documentation into a stylized, creatively independent artwork. Schon walks through a narrow cavernous passageway found in a mountainous New Mexican landscape guided by her video camera, shooting a realtime first-person… Read more »
You’re watching live television coverage of the 1968 Democratic National Convention. Outside of the convention hall, the Chicago police are clubbing demonstrators asking for peace. Inside the convention, on the ABC News set, you see this: “Now listen you queer, quit calling me a crypto-Nazi or I’ll sock you in the goddamn face and you’ll… Read more »
starving in philadelphia i had a small room it was evening going into night and i stood at my window on the 3rd floor in the dark and looked down into a kitchen across the way on the 2nd floor and i saw a beautiful blonde girl embrace a young man there and kiss him… Read more »
The cover illustration for Joshua Mohr’s terrific new novel, All This Life, offers a clue—no, more than that, a cipher—to the book’s heart. It’s subtle and you might not notice it, or give it much thought on first blush, but between the glowing capital yellow letters “THIS” and the glowing orange capital letters “LIFE” is… Read more »
Studio musician and arranger Robert C. Hardin on his search for the condition of euphoria in music: “It means suspensions and passing tones that linger like a last look at a secret crush from childhood. It means tracks that sparkle, drone and thunder all at the same time.”
Unfinished, a poem fragment by Vladimir Mayakovsky, discovered in M’s papers after his suicide in 1930.
I hurried over to Film Forum the other day (first day of the run) to see the 4K restoration of The Third Man, the great 1949 film directed by Carol Reed. Why rush to see a 65-year-old movie, especially one I’ve seen at least ten times already? What makes the long trek in from Brooklyn… Read more »
￼I began and finished Kim’s memoir in the NYC subway, catching glimpses of her life and selfreflection between hectic transfers, rushing to make my next engagement. I missed a couple of stops, too focused to be bothered. Girl In A Bandwas engrossing. A photo in the book of Kim riding the subway some decades ago turned reading into an experience.
Spoiler alert: This movie is fairly violent, it’s well over two hours long, and everyone has already seen it.