Non-Expository Writer

I've never been able to describe the book I've read or decipher the song I've heard. As such, while excelling almost heroically in English at school, I was decidedly a failure at book reports or my impressions of a story. But neither do I wish to exclude myself from the envious province of the critics' suggested reading list. So, briefly, ever so vaguely, are two recommendations from the music & literature sections of my home library:


Hip: the history by John leland. And that is what it clamins to be, as Leland sees it. Tracing the origins of "hip" from the early american slave trade, through the transmogrifications of blues to jazz to beat to hip-hop, and all manner of hipness in between, Leland touches on all my faves in music and lit. Buy it, borrow it or buy it!







Well, what a surprise! Me suggesting you listen to a Tom Waits album. Actually, it's a triple album: Orphans: Brawlers, Bawlers & Bastards. Most of you pricks I know are all three (except for brawlers -- you pussies...), so you will enjoy this collection of unreleased, b-sides and film work by Waits. Unless you don't like Tom Waits, in which case you can all go screw!

Well, that's all I got for you now. Come back soon.

You bastards.