who was the last novelist? obviously joyce
or pynchon / delillo might have squeezed in as he was leaving.
or maybe DFW? fragmenting the novel form into endless footnotes and endnotes, ventriloquising every voice he could get his hands on, complicated plotting that leads to addiction or suicide...
"What does Barty (or woops) know? He doesn't get rhythm. He's not sensual. When it comes to the art of house drum programming, you can't beat the US. It's the hi hats and the snares. Placement. Timing. Dynamics. Sound design. So much finesse. Different level of sophistication. Tell him from me...
i'm gonna toss a spectacular party... and i want to see everyone inside!
(especially the sexy people)
it's going to be very big. so get you're glad rags washed and pressed!
check out this tasteful selection of glamorous djs...
Hi-Fi Sadist (pre 2005 grime set)
DJ Dog (rap set)
This Thursday I will launch my novel LIGHTS
Contemporaneous experimental psychedelia, pseudo-philosophical pondering, quasi-mysticism in prose form.
I hope to see you there.
Thursday November 22nd at 7 PM – 11 PM
3 days from now · 39–46°F Mostly Cloudy
The Haggerston Pub
438 Kingsland Road...