Catharsis
by Daniel Seifert
“That hurts,” whined the old man as she brushed his thick white hair.
She sighed and stroked it through the wisps even more gently.
Still he complained. “Too hard. Too loud. Too fast.”
Catharsis
by Daniel Seifert
“That hurts,” whined the old man as she brushed his thick white hair.
She sighed and stroked it through the wisps even more gently.
Still he complained. “Too hard. Too loud. Too fast.”
In our weekend reading: book recommendations from Jeff VanderMeer and Alex DiFrancesco, thoughts on an archival recording from Broadcast, and more.
In our afternoon reading: a playlist from Dan Kois, book recommendations from Kim Liao, and more.
Chapter 37
Hans wasn’t the same after the funeral. He’d died too in some deep hidden place.
The past week I was gaining so much instruction on our walks but every morning he looked a little paler, a little weaker.
Hans drank wine every night and didn’t touch his food.
In our morning reading: new writing by Tara Isabella Burton, a fundraiser for Flaming Hydra, and more.
In our afternoon reading: an interview with Bill Callahan, Verso’s fundraising campaign, and more.
Composer Erland Cooper did something unexpected with the recordings that would become his new album Carve the Runes Then Be Content With Silence: he buried them. For several years, in fact, until they were discovered by someone who’d followed the clues Cooper had left to the master tapes’ location. The result is a gorgous, melancholic array of music, interspersed with poetry and given a more textured quality from their time underground. I spoke with Cooper about this unusual process and the role of collaboration in his work.
In our morning reading: a reading from Nora Lange, interviews with Tony Tulathimutte and Cassandra Jenkins, and more.