Requited Prerelease (this Wednesday, in Chicago)

This Friday, 16 December, Requited will celebrate the upcoming release of its sixth issue at Enemy in Wicker Park. In addition to a few readings, Guest Editor Ryan T. Dunn will curate a series of multi-media / performative works focusing on language as sound.

  • Friday, December 16th 8pm–11pm
  • (please note that the live performances will begin at 8pm sharp)
  • Enemy, 1550 N. Milwaukee Fl 3, Chicago
  • Suggested donation is $7 at the door.
  • Some snacks (“light winter fare”) will be provided.
  • RSVP on Facebook, or just show up!

The night’s program is listed after the jump…

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Poetry vs. Pop Culture (or, Does Anyone Dance to John Berryman?)

I was going to post this as a comment on Michael’s wonderful post from yesterday, but then it got too long (big surprise), and then I wanted to embed a couple of videos (bigger surprise). Paula commented there:

Although I understand the annoying snobbery of the Times review and other critical writing, I think the issue isn’t whether poets embrace mass/low brow culture/pop, but whether any kind of poetry could be widely consumed by “the masses”. And my guess is, no. Also, doesn’t anyone find it a big difference from sitting around watching law and order reruns (something I love to do) and getting through dream songs or even dark blonde by belle waring?

I don’t mean to pick on Paula (or anyone), but why assume that “the masses” (do they huddle? are they wretched?) wouldn’t like or read—or don’t already read—The Dream Songs? Just off the top of my head, the Hold Steady‘s “Stuck Between Stations” name-checks John Berryman:

From its lyrics:

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Amazing Adult Fantasy Release Party & Reading

I hope that those of you in the Chicagoland area can make it out to a release party and reading for my first book, Amazing Adult Fantasy:

Friday, 3 June, 7–9pm | New Wave Coffee, 3103 W. Logan Blvd. / 2557 N. Milwaukee Ave., Logan Square, Chicago | 773-489-0646

There will be readings by:

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Reading @ KGB Bar, Sunday, Feb. 6th.

Last time I showed up on Big Other, it was to offer some final big ideas about Dante and his Divine Comedy.  Now, I might be falling from the sublime to the ridiculous.  Here’s the notice about a reading of my own — with others — at KGB Bar down in lower Manhattan, on E. 4th just off the Bowery.  That’s next Sunday, Feb. 6th, starting at 7 PM.

The reading celebrates Gival Press, out of Arlington, VA.  Gival published my 2008 novel A Tomb on the Periphery, and many other splendid pieces of work.  Other readers include New Yorkers David Winner (The Cannibal of Guadalajara) and Thad Rutkowski (Haywire).

If you’re not snowed in, or if you haven’t got a stake in the Super Bowl, do stop by.

The Special Relationship #1 (a guest post by Jarred McGinnis)

Jarred and I started talking a while back about readings, and what can be done to improve them. This is a description of an event he recently co-organized. —Adam

“Readings shouldn’t be boring.” It’s a pretty simple idea, but amazing how rarely it’s acted upon. This thought occurred to me after I attended one of those must-have-a-reading-to-sell-some-copies literary evenings: free wine, held in a library, three authors. The best part of that evening came when the hobo lady who’d snuck in to ransack the tidy rows of Chablis heckled the poet as he read a piece about Tuscany from inside his own rectum. She was right—the writing was lazy and self-indulgent. (I think her exact phrase was ‘shite’.)

The problem was obvious: a heckling drunk shouldn’t be a reading’s most entertaining part. Surely it’s possible to hold a literary event where if you do have drunk hobo, she’s screaming ‘fuck yeah’ like she was at a Skynard concert. Luckily we’re not the only ones who have thought so. There is Opium’s  globetrotting Literary Death Match, San Fransisco’s The Rumpus, and Edinburgh’s Glasgow’s DiScomBoBuLaTe.

Now, in London, two Englishmen and two Americans (me being one) have started The Special Relationship. Following in the great European literary tradition, we started with a manifesto:

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