Intellectual Curiosities and Provocations

July 2005

Def Poetry: July 1 2005

Def Poetry's fourth episode got off to a fast start with an a cappella rap duet by two guys who call themselves Poem-cees. The theme of this piece was "you're cheating on me" -- a theme as classic as country blues, Shakespeare and Homer -- and this duo's treatment was fresh enough.

This article is part of the Def Poetry Jam series. The next post in the series is Def Poetry: July 8 2005. The previous post in the series is Def Poetry: June 24 2005.


Sidestepping The Review

I've enjoyed reviewing the New York Times Book Review here each Sunday, but I'll be spending the 4th of July weekend in a beautiful faraway land where, as far as I know, no copies of the Book Review ever go. I will try to get my hands on one this Sunday, but I may have to miss a week. You are forewarned ...

This article is part of the Reviewing the New York Times Book Review series. The next post in the series is Reviewing the Review: July 10 2005. The previous post in the series is Reviewing the Review: June 26 2005.


I Read the News Today, Oh Boy

I said I'd try to write something about today's terrorist attacks in London, but words fail me. What is there to say about the unspeakable horror of ripping lives apart in the name of making a point? And what point has been made, other than people can be so terribly inhuman?

I don't know, and I can't say, and yes, words fail me, so I give you these, from Pablo Neruda:
WE ARE WAITING

There are days that haven't arrived yet,
that are being made

Def Poetry: July 8 2005

Sometimes I'm not completely sure what HBO's Def Poetry is good for. What seems to make the show unique and valuable, though, is that it brings the form known as spoken word into the living rooms of people who may never hear it anywhere else.

The only problem is, I'm not sure anyone's heard a lot of it during this season's first four episodes either. Too many gimmicky performances, too many celebrity guests. Spoken word is a tradition, a discipline, and it takes time and effort to get it right. With the fifth episode, finally, we heard a solid half-hour from some battle-tested veterans of the poetry clubs.

The first performer goes by the name of Poetri. A poet's got to be pretty confident to go around with a name like that, and this one apparently is. His piece was about road rage and the personal politics of driving. It was more rant than poem, but it was an enjoyable bit and I wished we could have heard more from him.

Shariff Simmons delivered a powerful rhyming piece that urged political awareness, touching on John Ashcroft and Enron and bringing home the refrain "fuck what you heard, act like you know".


This article is part of the Def Poetry Jam series. The next post in the series is Def Poetry: July 15 2005. The previous post in the series is Def Poetry: July 1 2005.


Adventures in Applied Topology

The increased popularity of self-publishing and the ease of print-on-demand services now make it possible for niche books and obscure topics to find an audience. It also gives us fodder for wacky polls and the craziest book titles we never thought we'd see. Retired physics professor Richard Kiehn took top honors as his book was voted "least likely to become a hot summer read" in a recent Zogby poll sponsored by print-on-demand service lulu.com.

What Are You Reading?

Since we covered what you're probably not reading this summer, how about letting us in on what you are reading? Are you plowing through a summer reading list and discovering some new favorites? Or, are you like me and can't seem to get into anything lately, leaving a stack of books languishing on the nightstand? Share your picks and pans here -- or pick up a recommendation or two.

This article is part of the What Are You Reading? series. The next post in the series is What Are You Writing?. The previous post in the series is What Are You Reading?.


Reviewing the Review: July 10 2005

I have to give the New York Times Book Review points for diversity today. I always like to hear about books that emerge from unlikely places in the world (note: university writing programs in Iowa and Vermont do not count as unlikely places), and I am glad to be introduced to Emmanuel Dongola of Brazzaville, in the Congo Republic, whose Johnny Mad Dog sounds like a chilling look at the culture of war in that land, and also to Luis. J.

This article is part of the Reviewing the New York Times Book Review series. The next post in the series is Reviewing the Review: July 17 2005. The previous post in the series is Sidestepping The Review.


Metafiction and the 4th Wall

 
Artist M. C. Escher stares at himself in a mirror globe
 

Most "new" concepts are not really new. They come and go in various incarnations, ever growing in our mass consciousness, until they reach the critical mass known as "everyone is talking about it." Two such concepts are metafiction in literature and its TV/film equivalent, "breaking the fourth wall".

Most "new" concepts are not really new. They come and go in various incarnations, ever growing in our mass consciousness, until they reach the critical mass known as "everyone is talking about it." Two such concepts are metafiction in literature and its TV/film equivalent, "breaking the fourth wall".

The fourth wall is the space between the audience and the actors on a stage, the first three walls being stage left, the background, and stage right. When an actor in a play addresses the audience directly, this is called "breaking the fourth wall." It is not generally done in traditional plays or movies because it would interrupt the "reality" of the story, but we can all think of exceptions to the rule.

Remember Laurel and Hardy, when Stan Laurel did something exceptionally silly, and Oliver Hardy turned his head slowly toward us and looked directly into the camera, as if to say, "Do you believe this? See what I have to put up with?" Then there was the duet between Bob Hope and Bing Crosby in the movie Road to Morocco, when Hope speaks directly to Paramount Studios, beseeching them to keep making more "road movies" so he can keep his job. More recently, a wonderful take-off on Bob and Bing's road songs was featured in an episode of Fox television's animated series, Family Guy, with Brian the Dog and baby Stewie trading song verses and wisecracks. This brings us to the Fox Network and Garry Shandling.

Literary Meme-O-Gram: Either vs. Or #2

For each of the either/or pairings on the following list, pick a favorite. No need for explanations... it's summer. Be quick, be breezy, be efficient and list-like.

First thought, best thought. Go!

1. Neal Cassady vs. Neil Diamond

2. Chick lit vs. Chiclets

3. Absinthe vs. Heroin

4. Fight Club vs. The Joy Luck Club

5. Jane Austen vs. Jane Eyre

6. Notebooks vs. Loose-leaf paper

7. Scarlett O'Hara vs. The Scarlet Letter

8. Arthur Miller vs. Henry Miller

Nora Roberts Publishes 159th Novel

And I can't even update my blog every day. 159 sure seems like an incredible number, but after doing some digging, I realize it's just minor league. Isaac Asimov is said to have written over 400 books and a Sao Paulo writer by the name of Jose Carlos Ryoki Inoue is credited with 1,050 novels (among 40 or so pseudonyms). After digging even deeper, I found numerous examples of these prolific authors, many with multiple (and by multiple I mean A LOT) pseudonyms.

Jamelah Reads the Classics: An Introduction

The world is full of books to read, and no matter how good our intentions may be, there's just no way to read them all. It's hard enough to stay on top of contemporary literature, let alone having at least a passing familiarity with the exalted classics of years gone by. Personally, I keep a running list in my head called "Books I Need to Read Before I Die." It's a very long list, and even if I somehow get to be really really old, I'm reasonably certain that I'm never going to make it through everything. Call it a hunch.

This article is part of the Jamelah Reads The Classics series. The next post in the series is Jamelah Reads the Classics: The Aeneid.


Bad Boy Book Balk Buried

Back in February, I told you about a little misunderstanding between Sean "P. Diddy - Puff Daddy - Puffy - Bad Boy for Life" Combs and Random House. Thankfully I can report to you today that it's all been resolved. Yes, Diddy and the folks at Random House have made peace and no caps will be popped into any asses. However I'm sure there will be a lot of afterparties. Due to a confidentiality agreement, no one is saying whether Puffy will be paying back the $300K advance -- but the publishing house reports they will not be releasing a volume of Diddy memoirs. While I'm glad they were able to resolve their dispute 'amicably', I must say that this is the kind of bureaucratic struggle that is preventing quality literature from reaching audiences today.

American Life in Poetry: Love Like Salt

U.S. Poet Laureate Ted Kooser has committed to a new series of columns that highlight poetry and its importance in everyday life. From time to time we'll share the reprinted columns here, and provide you a chance to add your comments. This week's offering takes a new look at the often cliched and tired metaphors used to invent poems about love.

American Life in Poetry: Column 016
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE

This article is part of the American Life In Poetry series. The next post in the series is American Life in Poetry: Discovered. The previous post in the series is American Life in Poetry: Grandfather.


Def Poetry: July 15 2005

Def Poetry usually saves its guest stars for the closing spots, but Wyclef Jean opened up the July 15 episode. He got the half hour off to a good start with a pounding tribute to his much-misunderstood native country, Haiti. Wyclef spoke well, somehow managing to fit a backwards somersault into his piece, and proved that he can do spoken word a hell of a lot better than his fellow Fugee Lauryn Hill, who'd appeared to little effect on an earlier show this season.

Nayeli Adorador-Knudsen followed with a fast riff on fashion commercialism, delivered in a Twista-like speed patter that was pleasing to listen to. Spoken word is often about vocal texture, and one of my biggest complaints about this show is that it sometimes slips into a deadening monotony of tone. This piece was a nice departure from that syndrome.

I'm not sure about Michael Cirelli's paean to Kelis, Nas's wife, who he compared to every great female vocalist from Sarah Vaughan on. I know Nas must think a lot of Kelis and I know her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, but it seemed an odd choice for a Def Poetry poem, and it didn't bring me to the yard.


This article is part of the Def Poetry Jam series. The next post in the series is Def Poetry Guest Review. The previous post in the series is Def Poetry: July 8 2005.


Inside the Chocolate Factory

Today, I went to see the brand spankin' new adaptation of the Roald Dahl classic, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Being a big fan of Tim Burton's delicious weirdness, and also a big fan of Johnny Depp's delicious... Johnny Depp-ness, and also also at least a moderate fan of Roald Dahl's original book, I have to say that I, for one, was really looking forward to this movie. So how was it? Like I expected -- sort of like a 1 hour, 46 minute sugar high -- fun and discomfort all mixed up together in a great big confection of guilt.

I See Dead People

If you're up for a field trip and you love taking tours that revolve around a century old murder, there's something in the works just for you! The residents of Herkimer County, NY are already planning centennial events to mark the county's most famous murder case. The story of Chester Gillette, the murder of Grace Brown and the subsequent trial became the basis for the classic American novel, An American Tragedy by Theodore Dreiser. July 11, 2006 marks the centennial of these events and that gives you plenty of time to plan your next summer vacation.

Reviewing the Review: July 17 2005

I'm feeling deeply conflicted over the fact that today's New York Times Book Review is devoting two full pages to new poetry publications by David Budbill, Alan Shapiro, Gabrielle Calvocorressi, Brad Leithauser, Corinne Lee, Susan Wheeler, Richard Siken, Juliana Spahr and David Woo. This is a generous allotment of attention, and critics Joel Brouwer and Joshua Clover do their best to point out what is unique and interesting about each of the books. As a critic who appreciates poetry, I feel I should applaud this gesture.

Why is it, then, that after reading each capsule review I cannot possibly lie to myself and say I want to read any of these poets further? There is something about the format, or perhaps something about the aura of the Book Review itself, that makes the dullness of poetry rise to the surface whenever they touch it.


This article is part of the Reviewing the New York Times Book Review series. The next post in the series is Reviewing the Review: July 24 2005. The previous post in the series is Reviewing the Review: July 10 2005.


Literary Tourism

I recently posted about possible plans in upstate New York for an "American Tragedy" reality tour of sorts, and we've also featured stories about other literary landmarks. Just like other types of "favorite sons" (or daughters, as the case may be), an author's hometown can bring a lot of attention (and tourism dollars) to even the smallest town. Many times, the places where an author lived and worked play a big factor into the style and subject matter of the writing. Author hometowns, literary landmarks and the backdrops to our favorite stories are a source of pride for the residents who share the connection and a source of information and fascination for literature buffs the world over.

Here are two pretty interesting items I ran across this week. They may come in handy if you need to take an impromptu road trip.

Go Ahead Punk, Make My Day

Since Levi's been reading Richard Hell and Johnny Temple's letting us all in on his punk indie publishing philosophy over at The Book Standard, it seems like a good time to let you know about another important punk literary event, the opening of CBGBs: A Place that Matters, a collection of statements and photographs of and by musicians. The collection will be on exhibit today through Wednesday, September 14, 2005 at Urban Center Gallery, 457 Madison Avenue at 51st St in NYC. The opening coincides with a reception and book signing for CBGB and OMFUG: Thirty Years from the Home of Underground Rock.

‘Round the Block

Last night a friend and I were talking about writing and the pressure some writers feel when trying to come up with that perfect idea, phrase or direction. She commented that for some people she knew, the pressure of perfection grew so much it essentially crippled them, preventing them from writing anything at all. I replied that to me, that was just another form or writer's block.

Def Poetry Guest Review

A quick note to let you know that Levi will be posting his weekly review of the latest Def Poetry Jam episode as usual, however it may be delayed a bit. We invite you to watch along tonight on HBO at 11:30pm ET (check your local listings for other air times) and share your thoughts on the show, its performers and what you think of the review. We'll compare notes, it'll be fun.

This article is part of the Def Poetry Jam series. The next post in the series is Def Poetry: July 29 2005. The previous post in the series is Def Poetry: July 15 2005.


What Are You Writing?

We've been known to ask about what you're reading a lot, but we're also interested in what you're writing. Since many LitKicks members are also poets, aspiring novelists and experimental writers (and that's just the tip of the iceberg), from time to time we like to catch up with everyone and hear what you've been working on. Are you working on submitting your poems or stories to journals and publishers? Are you looking to self-publish or put together a chapbook?

This article is part of the What Are You Reading? series. The next post in the series is What Are You Reading?. The previous post in the series is What Are You Reading?.


Prostituting the Art

Some time ago the confidants who critique my fiction writing accused me of including too much gratuitous sex. Guilty as charged. (Although I do make an effort to adorn it in classic-style prose as opposed to the gutter-mouthed writing style of many modern authors.)

I decided to try and capitalize on my carnal inclinations and answered an ad for a writer at an "adult magazine" based in Philadelphia.

Reviewing the Review: July 31, 2005

The Sunday New York Times Book Review didn't have a lot to say about poetry or fiction today. Scattered amidst a mountain range of political essays and history book reviews were eight small, tepid articles about fiction.

This article is part of the Reviewing the New York Times Book Review series. The next post in the series is Reviewing the Review: August 7 2005. The previous post in the series is Reviewing the Review: July 24 2005.