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Reading log June-Dec ’18

– Literature –

McTeague (1899) – Frank Norris

Beneath the Underdog (1971) – Charles Mingus

Travesty (1976), Whistlejacket (1988) – John Hawkes

U & I (1991), The Anthologist (2009), Travelling Sprinkler (2013) – Nicholson Baker

Robinson (2016) – Jack Robinson

Belfie Hell (2018) – Shane Jesse Christmass

Les artistes (2017) – Clément de Gaulejac

– Music and Sound –

Circuit-Bending: Build Your Own Alien Instruments (2005) – Reed Ghazala

Let’s Talk About Love: A Journey to the End of Taste (2007) – Carl Wilson (in the Continuum 33 ⅓ series)

Handmade Electronic Music: The Art of Hardware Hacking, 2nd edition (2009) – Nicolas Collins

The Science of Musical Sound (1983) – John R. Pierce


Incidentally, all the books on the list are (I think) written by men. I know I’m forgetting some books. My Teacher Fried My Brains. Last night my ten-year-old devoured A Christmas Story. I must be doing something right. In the category of “literature” above it looks like I’ve been reading mostly American authors. As you can see I got interested in circuit-bending and I bent many things. More about that later perhaps, I have toyed with the idea of starting a different blog to document some of my adventures in circuit-bending. I am supposed to be writing a review of Belfie Hell but my notes have vexed me. What a troublesome, annoying book. I think Belfie Hell is, like its main typeface, calculated to read “like shit.” The scenic repetitions of the book’s first 100 pages are maddening. The scenic repetitions of the book’s second 100 pages are maddening. The scenic repetitions of the book’s third 100 pages are maddening. Invariably it is Shia LeBoeuef taking some drug or other, passed out on the floor or at the window in extremis while the “pig cops” run back and forth in the street, or “the underage guy James Franco fucked” does some inane task. Mia Goth appears in every almost scene as a sort of amoral demigod, a tabloid queen. Mia Goth does some pretty fucked up shit in Belfie Hell — just off the top of my head I think she kills some people, maybe a decapitation, also is a trafficker of LSD. If I hadn’t promised to review Belfie Hell I do not think I would have read to the end, it is so challenging. I will have a little more to say about Belfie Hell after this.