I realized only the other day that Andy Hummel died earlier this month, on July 19th. Alongside Alex Chilton, Chris Bell, and Jody Stephens, Hummel was one of the founding members of the Memphis rock band Big Star.
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Neither age nor beauty before money.
On the left we have Jan Bruegel the Elder’s (Flemish, 1568–1625) A Woodland with Travelers (detail). On the right is a design by John Gall, art director at Vintage.
There are many details in the Bruegel painting, which Edward Mullany and I recently found in the Metropolitan Museum in NYC. The Gall cover provides an immediate effect, disembodiment being one of the first things to come to mind-craziness, a person out of their head. In terms of story, this cover is much more related to the book wherein a group of psychologists gather at a pancake restaurant and kvetch as the main character experiences a unique episode of floating to the ceiling. It’s pop, it’s simple, it seems the better choice, but is it?
“Gall says that one of the most challenging tasks is to take a beautiful cover and redesign it so that the book can sell. One example is The Verificationist written by Donald Antrim.” - from a Carnegie Mellon lecture
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…has been my favorite new band for the past year or so. Below I’ll embed some of their videos in the hope that I can make you like them, too.
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For the last week of their July subscription drive, Artifice Magazine is ramping up the awesome.
Subscribers will be entered in a drawing to win one of several prize packages that include some of the best in current and forthcoming independent lit, including issues of Annalemma, Another Chicago Magazine, Sententia, Pank and Hobart and much-anticipated and or acclaimed books by Lindsay Hunter and Big Other’s own Davis Schneiderman. (Details).
If enough people subscribe today, Artifice editor James Tadd Adcox will MOHAWK HIS HAIR and/or DIE IT A CRAZY COLOR.
This might not seem like such a major incentive to folks outside Chicago, or who are not friends with Tadd, but for those of us who know and love him, CRAZY HAIR ON TADD IS A REALLY BIG DEAL AND WE NEED YOUR HELP.
As John Madera and others have already mentioned in excellent posts and reviews here on Big Other and elsewhere, the first issue of Artifice is one of the single best lit mag issues released this year, maybe ever, and that is not hyperbolic. They are one of the few publications not just publishing work for the sake of it, but to cultivate an aesthetic and expand the boundaries of and conversation about contemporary lit.
They’re also fun.
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Earlier:
The Post-Post-Modern Things: Björk, Kathy Acker, and the Astral-Disappearing Act (1-2/53)
The Post-Post-Modern Things: Björk, Kathy Acker, and the Astral-Disappearing Act (3-6/53)
7. And so become blinded by the arrival of Kathy Acker, deceased “punk” novelist whose three decades of work “puts in its place a universe of shameless, playful freakery,”[1] a writer who matches “guts with theory, anger, and compassion.”[2] Her major works include Blood and Guts in High School (1978), Great Expectations (1982), Don Quixote (1986), Empire of the Senseless (1988), and Pussy, King of the Pirates (1996), all of which use anti-authoritarian narrative tactics to decompress the motorcrash of contemporary aesthetics. Acker has been labeled an outlaw, freak, fraud, and thief; she has been both condemned and lauded for the graphic sexuality and violence of her novels, the extreme dislocation of traditional emotion from language as a way of assaulting the ersatz “rationality” of the multinational capital machine.
8. And journalists shall know Björk through the cogs of this machine. Evelyn McDonnell’s biopic, Army of She: Icelandic, Iconoclastic, Irrepressible Björk—for instance—discusses the author’s conversion from Björk skeptic to adoring fan as a spider might suffer the little insects to come unto her. The “original” iteration of her complete text, for which McDonnell freely admits she collected no new information or interviews, is “a new hyped new media new technology with a cute marketing name that makes e-fficient, e-conomic use of that ubiquitous electronic-age, neologism-friendly, monosyllabic prefix—ladies and gentleman, an e-book.”[3] Before going on to detail her Björkian encounters, McDonnell positions her homage in e-book form as both “retro” and “techno,” or, as she makes clear, the e-book is a product to be viewed through the same collapsed lenses through which she views her subject. This “defining” characteristic of Björk in Army of She, coupled with the production of the e-book and McDonnell’s analysis of Björk’s music—all push toward that delicious synthesis of seemingly incompatible elements that cause many critics to bite into Björk’s “hybridity” as a mechanism to transcend the sour, internal contradictions of pre-sorted musical categories. Thus, Björk’s Homogenic, in the hands of the press, becomes noted as an amalgamation of what McDonell calls “three networks (strings, voice, and beats)” that are merged to create, “organic, living wholes.”[4] As a cultural product, the “syntheses” offered by Björk’s music (within this dialectical context), speak to Walter Benjamin’s famous distinction between the “attitude” of a text as opposed to its “position” within its contemporaneous relations of production.[5] If Björk’s work distinguishes itself by combinations that scuttle the expectations of the mainstream press, if “the esoteric combinations of instruments, from a dulcimer to a black box to an entire string orchestra”[6] offer “alternatives” to the predictable regularity of much popular music, then the implications (of Björk’s press coverage) offer that her music, much like Benjamin’s sense of the “position” of a work within the system of production, 1) changes the “functional connection” between listener and artist, 2) proves that “hybridity” and “innovation” are the keys to making music that “matters,” and 3) shows that wild and innocent Björk, existing simultaneously at both center and margin, throws a technological spanner in the machine works of the electronic age. With such a paint-by-numbers postmodern program uploaded by the self-fulfilling deities of cultural studies, dare we even ask if the press has pushed the wrong buttons on their easy-to-use, digitized personal assistants?
9. In some ways, both Björk and “radical” “experimental” writer Kathy Acker are cut from this same poststructuralist polymer fabrication. Björk and her crew of producers and re-mixers “sample.” Acker “plagiarizes.” Both work with the “raw” materials of culture distorted to points beyond their original articulation. In each case, juxtapositions of unlikely materials serve as the harbinger of the production philosophy. Critics often tackle Acker as the “tattooed feminist punk linguist who writes possibly the most subversive novels in contemporary American fiction,”[7] the post-William Burroughs warrior woman slicing patriarchy to the bone with razor thrusts of her double-edged sexual perversions and cogent but “fucked-up” worldview.
10.Despite any recourse to ideas of Hegelian synthesis offered by the popular image of Björk and/or her own statements sampled in support of such strange mergers, the notion of a unified and intrinsic “self” located in the soul of each artist becomes suspect by virtue of her production. Note the erotic copulation of robotic Björks in the “All is Full of Love” video (Homogenic); the Betty Boop-like swagger of the cartoon Björk in the “I miss you” video (Post), the “accurate copy/a blueprint/of the pleasure in me” from “Pagan Poetry,” the urge to “explode this body/off me” in the lyric to “Pluto,” the polar bear “disease” shaken off her bald head in the “Hunter” video, ad infinitum, once again….
11. From Acker’s Blood and Guts in High School (1978): “The plants in her room cast strange, beautiful shadows over the other shadows. It was a clean, dreamlike room. He fucked her in her asshole cause the infection made her cunt hurt too much to fuck there, though she didn’t tell him it hurt badly there, too, cause she wanted to fuck love more than she felt pain.”[8] Raped by her father (like so many of Acker’s heroines), Janey, the 10-year old protagonist of the novel, burdened with a nasty case of Pelvic Inflammatory Disease, enters into attempted dialogue with this hyper-sexualized, phallocentric world that abuses her through discursive appropriations that collocate the defining absences of her world into a mélange of ventriloquist quasi-prose—poems in Persian, a book report on The Scarlet Letter, an encounter with French writer Jean Genet, dream maps and picture books, the Chase Manhattan Bank of North America, Erica Jong—all made to speak through the voice of the disassociated woman-child Janey.
[1] Back Cover Blurb, Essential Acker: The Selected Writings of Kathy Acker, eds. Amy Scholder and Dennis Cooper (New York: Grove Press, 2002).
[2] Back Cover Blurb, Bodies of Work: Essays (London: Serpent’s Tail, 1997).
[3] Evelyn McDonnell, Army of She: Icelandic, Iconoclastic, Irrepressible Björk (New York: Atrandom.com, 2001), 4.
[4] McDonnell, 64.
[5] See Walter Benjamin, “The Author as Producer,” in Reflections: Essays, Aphorisms, Autobiographical Writings, ed. Peter Demetz, trans. Edmund Jephcott (New York: Schocken, 1978), 220-238.
[6] Bunbury.
[7] Greg Lewis Peters, “Dominance and Subversion: The Horizontal Sublime and Erotic Empowerment in the Works of Kathy Acker,” in State of the Fantastic: Studies in American Fantasy and Science Fiction, ed. Nicholas Ruddick (Westport, CT: Greenwood, 1992), 149.
[8] Kathy Acker, Blood and Guts in High School (New York: Grove Wiedenfeld, 1989), 21.
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In the rare same-publisher / double-release, Jason Jordan’s CLOUD AND OTHER STORIES & POWERING THE DEVIL’S CIRCUS [ REDUX ] are both available right this very minute. The beauty covers are from Steven Seighman & the publisher is Six Gallery Press. Go forth & dig in, especially if you like your lit curvy & powerful & toppling over on itself.
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This is somewhat late to the party, but three years later I still haven’t seen this argument made anywhere else, so here goes.
Many critics have noted that Daniel Day-Lewis‘s performance in There Will Be Blood (2007) drew heavily from his fellow Irishman John Huston‘s turn in Chinatown (1974). See, for instance, here, here, here, and here. Or just compare for yourself:
…But that is only one level of mimicry. Paul Thomas Anderson’s feature itself is loosely based, structurally, on Stanley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968).
Now, I’m not claiming that Anderson consciously aped Kubrick’s masterpiece.
And I don’t want to suggest that the films share identical or even similar plots (although there are some points of comparison). Rather, it is the manner in which There Will Be Blood presents its respective story that it borrows from 2001.
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[The Special Relationship is a new multi-genre performative reading series in London. Jarred's report on the first one is here. —Adam]
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3. Reproducing visual images on distant screens through the “natural” magic of electricity helps to precipitate a Robert Smigel “Fun with Real Audio” segment of “TV Funhouse” (on the March 17, 2003 episode of Saturday Night Live). The segment features a cartoon Björk inhabiting an alive and increasingly irate swan dress while singing her Oscar-nominated song “I’ve See it All” from the Dancer in the Dark soundtrack: The swan dress hatches two babies that the outré Björk clips on as earrings. The swan steals a granola bar from an audience member, swallows, regurgitates, and attempts to feed not only the babies that are now Björk’s earrings, but also Björk herself, who refuses the sustenance, apparently engrossed in the rhythms of her song.
4. Stephanie Bunbury writes of Björk’s aversion to the music business, identifying what Björk calls “the clever shit,” where “the record business and media and having to say things that sound sensible but have nothing to do with music, which (Björk) believes is a matter of pure instinct.” She adds that Björk thinks music is “the biggest opposite of pure logic, which is why it’s so brilliant.”[1] As a “mid-level” artist in terms of sales, Björk seems to participate somewhat grudgingly in the artist whoring required by the media machine. Responding to a Rolling Stone query about a recent in-store appearance, shorthanded by “RS” to “in-store,” Björk expounds on the punk sensibility that rejects such media spectacles: “We believed in the whole thing about anarchy and everybody is equal, the rule of the majority and how on earth are you supposed to change one person’s life when somebody else scribbles their name on a paper card?”[2] Björk’s manager Scott Rodger puts it another way: “America is very MTV- and radio-driven, and Björk doesn’t make records for either MTV or for radio.”[3]
5. Before long, the cartoon swan suit, now malevolent, wrestles a gun away from Charlton Heston and a few other generic-looking Hollywood types who have rushed the stage. Björk continues to sing, and Kevin Spacey presents an Oscar to Julia Roberts as gunshots ring in the background. Finally, the swan dress, now completely in control of the cartoon awards show, allows Björk to brandish a “Free Tibet” sign for the camera, somehow linking the lunacy of this irate animal to the exotic swan-woman who sympathizes with the cause celebre of Richard Gere, The Beastie Boys, and Radiohead.
6. “Will I complete the mystery of my flesh?” the “real” Björk asks on the track “Sun in my Mouth” from her Vespertine album (2001). Poststructuralist philosophers Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari offer a tentative answer in Sigmund Freud’s famous patient, convinced that his bowels were linked divinely to the sun: “For every organ-machine, an energy-machine: all the time, flows and interruptions. Judge Schreber has sunbeams in his ass. A solar anus. . . . Judge Schreber feels something, produces something. . . . Something is produced: the effects of a machine, not mere metaphors.”[4] Take Björk’s “Pagan Poetry” video (from Vespertine)—shown in movie theaters before the start of Richard Linklater’s bio-animated 2001 feature, Waking Life. The mold of Björk’s body morphs between pearl-pierced flesh and pulsating, animated matter, where “the pearls (are) as jewellery [sic] but also mutilation.”[5] The “secret code carved” by the cut of the lyric, situates the (visual) programming of the technical world—the universe of science that manipulates codes and digits—into the papyrus of flesh that consummates the comparison between the realms of ephemeral desire and physical organism. For Björk, the reconciliation of flesh and spirit lies in the colossal flesh-punctures “produced” by the video, as well as in the uses of technology (both “simple” piercing and “complex” digital imaging) that apparently resists the regimes of the corporate/economic machine. As one fan writes, “there was a big late-90s transition from images and philosophies of technology and electronics as cold, precise, robotic to becoming interest in how closely they could mesh with micro-scale biology.”[6] The sun enters the scene with programmed care, riding the bowels on a Björkian “luminous beam.”
[1] Stephanie Bunbury, “Beyond Björk,” Sydney Morning Herald, 1 March 1996, reprinted in Björkland, <http://www.flexdax.org/m-net/Björkland/r-beyondbjork.shtml> (3 September 2003).
[2] “The Big Meltdown,” RollingStone.com, January 1997. 18 February 2005. <http://www.rollingstone.com/news/story/_/id/5926243/bjork?pageid=rs.ArtistArticles&pageregion=mainRegion>.
[3] Cromelin, Richard. “Icelandic Wonder Straight Ahead.” Los Angeles Times, 22 May 1998: F2, reprinted in Bjork Interviews, <http://home.westbrabant.net/~sinned/d42.htm> (12 October 2003).
[4] Gilles Deleuze, Félix Guattari, “Anti-Oedipus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia,” in From Modernism to Postmodernism: An Anthology, ed. Lawrence Cahoone (Great Britain: Blackwell, 2000), 402.
[5] Michael Dieter, <mdieter@hotmail.com> “The Abject-Björk, Matmos, Herbert,” Greenspun.com: Lusenet, 22 May 2002, <http://www.greenspun.com/bboard/q-and-a-fetch-msg.tcl?msg_id=009B6x> (5 Dec. 2002).
[6] nabisco%%, <Nabisco%%@hotmail.com> “The Abject-Björk, Matmos, Herbert,” Greenspun.com: Lusenet, 22 May 2002, <http://www.greenspun.com/bboard/q-and-a-fetch-msg.tcl?msg_id=009B6x> (5 Dec. 2002).
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Tom Denlinger is a cool Chicago photographer/digital artist, and my collaborator, among other projects, on The Exquisite Corpse: Chance and Collaboration in Surrealism’s Parlor Game, eds Kanta Kochar-Lindgren, Davis Schneiderman, and Tom Denlinger (Nebraska, 2009). I was struck by these images he shared with me via email for a recent show in Chicago, which I sadly could not attend.
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Last Sunday I went to the Pitchfork Music Festival. The act I most wanted to see was Major Lazer.
Well, I saw Major Lazer. And during the set, in the midst of all the onstage daggering antics, I started thinking about Friedrich Nietzsche.
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A story came out today that a guy in Japan was arrested for sharing some TV shows on BitTorrent. These stories of violations of civil rights in the name of copyright are becoming more frequent – and often in locales we see as fairly progressive (Sweden, France, Japan, etc.). I think a lot of us passively accept intellectual property laws as they are, but we may find that they will begin to affect our work and our art in devastating ways if we don’t question their purpose, and their history. This talk, posted at The Big Idea, by Cory Doctorow is a must-listen. It’s straightforward and addresses the dangers of unreasonable copyright. Doctorow’s thoughts on this issue are disseminated all over the internet, but I think his 45 minute address here is a good summation of the things we should be concerned about.

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Click through for a review of James Wagner’s TRILCE, the tenth in this full-press review series of Calamari books.
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The longest film shoot in history (400 days) included a ten-day overage about whether to let the dead woman make a gun out of her hand.
This is one my favorite essays on Kubrick and art in general, and it was written eleven years ago, but I think the sentiments expressed still stand. Below are some of the first reactions to Eyes Wide Shut.
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