criticism. decorum. innards. bric-a-brac. nostalgia. nausea. polemics. diatribes. litanies. symphonies. polaroids.


April 19, 2014 at 1:44pm
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Talking Heads, “The Great Curve,” from The Name of This Band is Talking Heads [1982]

April 18, 2014 at 8:57am
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I found out Monday that an acquaintance of mine just won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. The Graywolf Press site has a few poems from the collection posted, and you can buy the book there as well. 

Congratulations to Vijay, as modest and genuine a guy as I ever met.

March 21, 2014 at 8:33pm
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Ike Quebec, “Blues For Charlie” from Blue And Sentimental [1961]

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The Third Man [dir. Carol Reed, 1949]

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If, after a walk, which is when I meditate and gather ideas, I turned to go home, overwhelmed with ideas, every word ready to be written down, and in a certain sense so weak that I could scarcely walk (ah, the person who has dealt with ideas will know about this), if then, along the way some poor person addressed me, and if in my excitement over my ideas I had no time to talk with him, then when I reached home it would be as if everything had disappeared, and I would sink into the most frightful spiritual trial at the thought that what I had done to that person, God could do to me. If, on the other hand, I took the time to talk with the poor person and listen to him, this never happened to me, and everything would be ready when I arrived home.


Soren Kierkegaard, from Journals [NB7 1848]

Much of Kierkegaard’s authorship overflows with doubt and despair, but I seem to have read those books already. What’s left for me is the prose filled with enormous compassion and generosity, and not the bland, edge-less optimism of most uplifting philosophy. Kierkegaard is still relentless in his self-criticism, but in the lesser known works (and the journals especially) he’s much more at peace with his circumstances: philosophizing in a world designed to thwart, rather than facilitate, extended contemplation. The journals are frank in their observations of the thinker in the public sphere. From about 1846 onward, his alienation from contemporary society seems to have infected his narrative tone; for whatever pseudonym he employs, he is sharing with the reader something beyond the heightened intellectual curiosity that functioned as showmanship in his earlier works.

I read recently that 1.3 million people were living in Denmark in 1840 (near the beginning of Kierkegaard’s authorship), and 75-80% of them lived in rural areas. Most were engaged in agriculture. The population of Copenhagen in 1840 was 120,000, a little smaller than Stamford, CT or Topeka, KS. His potential readership consisted of probably no more than 200,000 people. If we consider the number readers interested in existential philosophy and theology critical of the Danish state church, each of the 30-35 books Kierkegaard published in his lifetime (all written in Danish) would have been consistently targeted at… maybe 5,000 potential readers? He was firmly aware of this, and I think that’s why there’s a certain conversational agelessness in the journals. He is speaking to concerns far beyond his present, and probably ours as well.

March 11, 2014 at 1:08am
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Citizen Kane [1941]

Citizen Kane [1941]

March 9, 2014 at 9:00pm
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Billie Holliday, “Time On My Hands” [1940]

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Marvin Gaye, “Without You” [single, 1967]

I’m not going to jot down like a list of unfinished chores all the Marvin Gaye albums I’ve purchased in the last few years, the compilations offering me a rare single or two, the re-releases baiting me with bonus tracks. I don’t know why “The Master” box set hasn’t been recommended to me before. This is primary among the tracks that matter most to me. The sense of urgency that drives the song is something rare and quite beautiful.

March 7, 2014 at 10:00am
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"Good morning."

"Good morning."

February 13, 2014 at 2:25pm
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From My Library 001

From My Library 001

February 7, 2014 at 9:00am
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near Avalon, MS [08.04.06]

near Avalon, MS [08.04.06]

February 6, 2014 at 9:51pm
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But hey, I’m a realistic person. I know it’s an election year, and when it comes to certain divisive issues like gun rights or a path to citizenship, I can certainly understand engaging in a swift back-and-forth volley of forehand loops, alternating serve every two points. But on issues of immediate and grave national importance, like raising the debt ceiling or reaching a budget deal, I’m sure I’m not the only one who wants to grab Congressional leaders by the shoulders and shout, “Put down your regulation Yasaka and Killerspin fast-blade paddles and think about working Americans for a change!”

— The Onion, “Congress Is Playing Professional Tournament-Level Ping-Pong With This Nation’s Future”

January 26, 2014 at 9:00pm
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Hank Mobley - I Should Care (1961)

I’ve had a recent “hankering” for Mobley on this blog, but honestly, there is no more beautiful representation of what jazz is than what these four musicians lay down here: A gorgeous, sumptuous aural feast.

As Michael Cuscuna writes in the liner notes for the LP, “The fact that this material on hand was allowed to sit on a shelf for 24 years seems incomprehensible to me.” After giving it a listen, it may seem that way to you too.

(via salamcinema)

January 24, 2014 at 8:00am
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Salvador da Bahia, Brazil [1.13.10]

Salvador da Bahia, Brazil [1.13.10]