"But there was nothing about the little, low-rambling, more or less identical homes of Northumberland Estates to interest or to haunt, no chance of loot that would be any more than the ordinary, waking-world kind the cops hauled you in for taking; no
small immunities, no possibilities for hidden life or otherworldly presence; no trees, secret routes, shortcuts, culverts, thickets that could be made hollow in the middle – everything in the place was right out in the open, everything could be seen at a glance; and behind it, under it, around the corners of its houses and down the safe, gentle curves of its streets, you came back, you kept coming back, to nothing; nothing but the cheerless earth."
Thomas Pynchon, "The Secret Integration"
This is Ian Mathers' Tumblr. I live in Canada. I've written about music and other things for Stylus, Dusted, PopMatters, Resident Advisor, the Village Voice, and a few other places. Hi.
The second half of our current listening roundup starts with Aphex Twin’s unhealthy glow then moves steadily towards the light. (Part One is here)
There are some really fucking phenomenal gospel music resources in here (as well as my own quick blurbs on an Aphex Twin record sickmouthy convinced me to give another chance, one of my standard comfort food records, and an Aartika album I’m still unsure about). The first part is good too.
If your criticism is not dedicated to the proposition that anything made by human effort can have multiple meanings, I don’t care about it.
I have been trying to say this in multiple ways over the years (those are just two overt examples that spring to mind), but this is a better encapsulation of the idea than I’d managed, I think. And “criticism” here, for me, is a lot more broadly construed than record reviews, blog posts, etc.