“Antenna” by Sonic Youth from The Eternal
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Mount Fuji by Kōyō Okada (1956)
Celestial Homework
Specialized Reading List
for “Literary History of the Beat Generation”
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A course taught by Allen Ginsberg at Naropa Institute during the summer of 1977.
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ISBN: 9780316182393
Uncollected David Foster Wallace Fiction by David Foster Wallace
On sale: 12/01/2013
![If you have never read Log of the S.S. the Mrs Unguentine, I highly recommend it.
“Architectural dreamwork, end-times seascapes so barren they seem cut from the pages of the Bible, coolly-rendered Rube Goldberg apparati, and the crushing sadness that results when you tie your emotional fortunes to a person whose tongue is so fat in his mouth he can barely speak, mark this little masterpiece of a novel. Cast as a soliloquy in the form of a ship’s log, a grief report from someone who has no good insurance she will ever be heard, the novel moves fluidly between its major forms: love song, a treatise on gardening at sea, an argument against the company of others, and a dark science expo for exquisite inventions like a hybrid lichen that makes things invisible. Published by Alfred A. Knopf under the editorial guidance of Gordon Lish, the fiction world’s singular Quixote—a champion of innovative styles and formal ambition—there may have been no better year [1972] in which to tuck such an odd, exquisite book. Instead of rushing for relevance and breaking the news, Crawford was taking the oldest news of all—it is strange and alone here, even when we are surrounded by people, and there is a great degree of pain to be felt—and reporting it as nautical confessional. The result, now thirty-six years later, seems to prove that interior news, the news of what it feels like to want too much fromanother person, will not readily smother under archival dust.” - Ben Marcus](http://25.media.tumblr.com/690398bdb63b31d4b436d5802f4b8574/tumblr_mn4e8tF4Gl1qz74mqo1_500.jpg)
If you have never read Log of the S.S. the Mrs Unguentine, I highly recommend it.
“Architectural dreamwork, end-times seascapes so barren they seem cut from the pages of the Bible, coolly-rendered Rube Goldberg apparati, and the crushing sadness that results when you tie your emotional fortunes to a person whose tongue is so fat in his mouth he can barely speak, mark this little masterpiece of a novel. Cast as a soliloquy in the form of a ship’s log, a grief report from someone who has no good insurance she will ever be heard, the novel moves fluidly between its major forms: love song, a treatise on gardening at sea, an argument against the company of others, and a dark science expo for exquisite inventions like a hybrid lichen that makes things invisible. Published by Alfred A. Knopf under the editorial guidance of Gordon Lish, the fiction world’s singular Quixote—a champion of innovative styles and formal ambition—there may have been no better year [1972] in which to tuck such an odd, exquisite book. Instead of rushing for relevance and breaking the news, Crawford was taking the oldest news of all—it is strange and alone here, even when we are surrounded by people, and there is a great degree of pain to be felt—and reporting it as nautical confessional. The result, now thirty-six years later, seems to prove that interior news, the news of what it feels like to want too much fromanother person, will not readily smother under archival dust.” - Ben Marcus
If you have never seen The Cruise, I highly recommend it.
A compelling documentary that chronicles the humorously irreverent and painful reflections of Timothy “Speed” Levitch, an eccentric New York City tour bus guide with an archive of beautifully distorted information about the city.
