A funny thing about working on this second book: it comes much more easily than did the first. Of course, That Summertime Sound wasn’t the first (the two before it live in my virtual filing cabinet), but my expectation was to find writing American Dream Machine much harder. Aren’t novelists supposed to be freaked out by the shock of publication, crippled by self-consciousness as they realize they now have readers, etc etc?

Not the case, for me. Who knows why? In part, I think, it’s being inured to rejection–and by extension, inured to acceptance, which is a much bigger pill to swallow. I read the first negative review of That Summertime Sound with a kind of detached curiosity. It bugged me for about eight seconds, and then I figured they were talking about someone else, which they were. I read the first positive review with a similarly muffled excitement. It was more pleasurable, but it really wasn’t any more profound. In the end, they’re talking about a book I’ve written, which isn’t anything I can–or care to–correct. And that book is very far away from the one I am writing now, which feels more fiercely lucid, liberated in some way by the fact of That Summertime Sound’s existence. The first draft came in a fluid rush, and the revisions too feel logical, elastic. It’s as if knowing, now, (at least some of) the pain, joys and limits of publicity, I can write whatever the fuck I want. So I do. With more pleasure than anyone can imagine, I do.

December 11, 2009 · (No comments)

Re/reading James Baldwin’s Another Country, which is enough to make one’s hair stand on end. Throughout, one encounters passages like this one:

He stared into the streets and thought–bitterly, but also with a chilling, stunned sobriety–that he had been seeing them for so long, perhaps he had never known them at all. The occurrence of an event is not the same thing as knowing what it is one has lived through. Most people had not lived–nor, for that matter, could it be said that they had died–through any of their terrible events. They had simply been stunned by the hammer. They passed their lives thereafter in a kind of limbo of denied and unexamined pain. The great question that faced him this morning was whether or not he had ever, really, been present at his life. For if he had ever been present, then he was present still, and his world would open up before him.

Just typing that makes me feel about six inches taller. It has all the intensity–and none of the fastidiousness–of the best Henry James.

November 17, 2009 · (No comments)

I get asked a lot what I was listening to while I wrote That Summertime Sound. Usually my mind goes slack and I just want to say…Everything. I’ve done various playlists for various blogs, but in the interest of being a little more encyclopedic, whipped up this still-incomplete list of bands, albums, CDs and singles that re-caught my ear while working on TSS. I don’t usually listen to music while I write, but for this book, I made an ear-splitting exception. I wrote and revised much of it whilst blaring the most appropriate, least-conducive-to-meditative-thought music imaginable. Frankly, it was a blast, and if I never write about rock-n-roll again, I may yet repeat the experiment.

This list isn’t in any kind of order. These aren’t necessarily my favorite records ever, and they’re not meant to suggest any sort of canon. I love reading lists, but I hate making them, and I agree completely with what Don DeLillo said in his Paris Review interview: “lists are a form of cultural hysteria.” Despite which, the following substances were all ingested by me while working on That Summertime Sound, and may have some bearing on (or in) the text.

Brian Eno, “Needles in The Camel’s Eye,” “The True Wheel,” “Third Uncle,” “Baby’s On Fire,” “Fever”
MC5 – “Baby Won’t Ya,” “Over and Over,” “Lookin At You” (45 version), “Black to Comm”
The Stooges – “Gimme Danger,” everything else
Iggy Pop & James Williamson – “No Sense of Crime”
The Scientists – “Hell Beach,” “Clear Spot,” “The Raver,” “Swampland,” “We Had Love”
The Stems – “She’s A Monster,” “Make You Mine,” “Jumping To Conclusions”
God – “My Pal”
The Primevils – “Saw My Name Written on A Tombstone”
Screaming Tribesmen, “A Stand Alone,” “Igloo,” “Move a Little Closer”
The Eastern Dark, “Walking,” “Over Now”
Small Faces – “Red Balloon,” “I Feel Much Better,” “You Need Loving,” “Donkey Rides, A Penny A Glass,” “Eddie’s Dreaming”
Pink Floyd – “Lucifer Sam”
The Died Pretty – “Mirror Blues”
Opal – Early Recordings, “Rocket Machine”
13th Floor Elevators – everything, esp “Slip Inside This House,” “I’ve Got Levitation,” “Slide Machine,” “Reverberation,” “Roller Coaster,” but really…everything.
Pere Ubu – “Street Waves,” “Non-Alignment Pact,” “Final Solution”
Honolulu Mountain Daffodils – “Psychic Hitlist Victim No. 8”
Neu – “Hallogallo,” “Fur Immer,” “Negativeland,” all of Neu 75
Brightblack Morning Light – self-titled
Curtis Mayfield – everything, but especially Curtis Live!
Baby Huey & The Babysitters – “Runnin’”
Sonic’s Rendezvous Band – “City Slang”
Naked Lunch – “Teenage Blues”
The Lipstick Killers – “Sockman,” “Hindu Gods of Love”
Donny Hathaway – “The Ghetto” (Live)
The Bongos – “Certain Harbors,” “Number With Wings”
The Individuals “I Walk By Your House”
Sonic Youth – Daydream Nation, end-to-end and usually on repeat
Sly & The Family Stone, everything, especially There’s A Riot Goin’ On
Suicide – “Rocket USA,” “Dream Baby Dream,” “Harlem”
Tav Falco’s Panther Burns – “Tina The Go-Go Queen,” “Cuban Rebel Girl”
The Feelies – “Fa Ce La,” “Slipping Into Something”
Pylon – “Cool,” “Crazy”
Absolute Gray – “What Remains”
The Moles – “What’s The New Mary Jane?”
Shack – Waterpistol
Can – “Future Days,” “Bel Air,” “Mother Sky,” “Halleluwah”
Green – “Gotta Get A Record Out,” “I’m Not Giving Up”
The Pretty Things, Parachute, “Defecting Gray,” “You Don’t Believe Me,” “SF Sorrow is Born”
The Saints – “I’m Misunderstood,” “Swing For The Crime,” “Know Your Product”
Afghan Whigs – “Miles Iz Ded”
Volcano Suns – “Jak,” “Balancing Act”
Green Pajamas – “Peppermint Stick”
The Libertines (from Cincinnatti, not UK)– “Voices From The Past”
The Raspberries – “Overnight Sensation”
Todd Rundgren – Something/Anything, A Wizard, A True Star
The Nazz – “Open My Eyes”
The Charlatans – “Codine”
The Litter – “Action Woman”
Hoodoo Gurus – “Let’s All Turn On”
Mike Rep & The Quotas – “Rocket to Nowhere”
Lee Hazelwood & Nancy Sinatra – “Sand”
Halo of Flies – “DDT Fin 13”
The Bizarros – “White Screen Movies,” “Lady Doubonette”
The Mirrors – “Hands In My Pockets,” “Shirley,” “She Smiled Wild”
Rocket From The Tombs – The Day The Earth Met…
Peter Laughner – Take The Guitar Player For A Ride
The Pagans – “Street Where Nobody Lives,” “Not Now No Way”
Game Theory – The Big Shot Chronicles, Lolita Nation
Wire – “Blessed State,” “Outdoor Miner,” “I Am The Fly,” most of 154
The Who – “Glow Girl,” “Out In The Street,” “Whiskey Man,” Sell Out.
The Third Bardo – “I’m Five Years Ahead of My Time”
The Backdoor Society – “I’m The Kind”
Mott the Hoople –everything, especially Mott, All The Young Dudes and Brain Capers
T. Rex – “Buick Mackane,” “Baby Boomerang,” “Teen Riot Structure”
Alice Cooper – “Generation Landslide,” “Long Way to Go,” “Caught in A Dream,” “Ballad of Dwight Fry,” “Public Animal No. 9”
Blue Oyster Cult – “Dominance & Submission,” “Seven Screaming Dizbusters”
Cheap Trick – “Mandocello,” “Downed,” “California Man,” “Lovin’ Money”
Japan – “Automatic Gun”
Faust – IV
The Embarrassment – “Sex Drive,” “D-Rings”
Great Plains – “Dick Clark,” “Letter to a Fanzine”
The Gibson Brothers – “My Young Life”
Howard & Tim’s Paid Vacation – “That Won’t Make You Love Me”
The Flies – “Jesus Christ,” “All Hung Up”
Naked Raygun – “Managua”
The Reactions – “Don’t Look Back”
Crash – “Don’t Look Now (Now)”
The Windbreakers – “That Stupid Idea”
Barbara Manning – “(Lately I Keep) Scissors”
Mission of Burma – “Academy Fight Song”
Christmas – “True Soldier of Love,” most of In Excelsior Dayglo
Panda Bear – Person Pitch
Animal Collective – Feels, Sung Tongs
The Replacements – everything
Scrawl – “Gutterball”
The Perfect Disaster – Asylum Road
Flying Saucer Attack – Further
Spacemen 3 – The Perfect Prescription
Dr. Alimantado – The Best Dressed Chicken in Town
Caribou – Andorra
Funkadelic – America Eats Its Young, Maggot Brain, Free Your Mind…, S/T
The Rationals – singles (compiled recently on the excellent Think Rational CD)

Lots and lots and lots of other things, really. But I’d encourage you to fire up your favorite filesharing widget of choice and start searching.

October 29, 2009 · (No comments)

…love the various homages (Count Five!) in this video, too.

October 2, 2009 · (No comments)

Some people ask, sensibly enough, what the readings (or rather, the readers) on this site have to do with the book itself. The answer, on the most literal level, is: Nothing. The book does not star James Franco, or any of the other contributors. At the same time, the question is sometimes pitched a little disingenuously. ‘Would You Read A Book Because Gwyneth Paltrow Liked It?’ one blogger, who seemed to me to have it backwards, asked. (’Would you avoid a book because GP liked it?’ is perhaps a more interesting question. The answer could indeed be yes, but that at least suggests an opportunity for self-examination.) The readings are there because they’re fun, at least for me, and they tease the book in ways that might encourage curiosity. Might encourage animosity too, I suppose, but neither feeling’s a substitute for actually reading the book, which might, so to speak, persist long after these audio files have dissolved into cyberdust.

Promotion is what it is, and my own feelings about it are a little mixed. Between attention and good will, there sometimes lies a lifetime. Still, I like the readings, and there are more of them coming. Whether they encourage people to leap off the screen and read the book, who knows, but hopefully they don’t get in the way of the real experience–what matters–of so doing.

October 2, 2009 · (No comments)

Also, this Sunday, reading with Maile Meloy at Conrad Romo’s stellar Tongue-in-Groove. Really looking forward to this one. Details:

Sunday Sept 27th
6-7:30 pm
The Hotel Cafe
1623 1/2 N. Cahuenga Blvd.
Hollywood, Ca 90028
$6.00

September 25, 2009 · (No comments)

Was wondering today, a little sophomorically I guess, whether these aren’t the three engines of literature. Or maybe just wishing I could find a different place to write from. (Then again, how many great novels about happiness can you name? My friend Maud Casey would suggest Paul LaFarge’s ‘Haussman, or the Distinction.’ How many others?)

Then a friend of mine came by and gave me a copy of Rhino’s new ‘Where The Action Is! L.A. Nuggets,’ which in turn brought to mind nostalgia and yearning as similar engines. Which might be considered synonyms for happiness.

Scratch that theory…

September 25, 2009 · (No comments)

Here, for example, an image whose meaning might be descried by only one person. Whose Eggy Noggin is, in fact, a little firmer than this. I won’t make a habit of posting such in-jokes, but as a way to test drive this blog’s occasionally hiccupy display of images, this’ll do.

Destroying Eggplants (For The Salivating Ear)

Destroying Eggplants (For The Salivating Ear)

September 18, 2009 · (No comments)

Reading this evening at Book Soup, 7 PM. I’m definitely looking forward to it, even though there can be a certain karaoke aspect to readings. I prefer events that are more conversational in spirit, where the conclusions aren’t already foregone. The same way I am about writing, really: there has to be something at stake. I’ll read a short passage or two from TSS, but otherwise, will look to pull some sort of rabbit from a yet-to-be-determined hat. The novelist’s job, I reckon, always.

Book Soup
8812 W. Sunset Blvd
7 PM

September 18, 2009 · (No comments)

“Baseball is just baseball.” Which is mostly true.

September 16, 2009 · (No comments)