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This really seemed like the only solution. I couldn’t see past it.
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This really seemed like the only solution. I couldn’t see past it.
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Teaching a film class means more films from school showing up on my list. And sometimes they inspire additional watches. I've been thinking a lot about an alternate poster for The Long Goodbye and realizing Altman was the M*A*S*H guy when he made it and they sold it like it was M*A*S*H. But is it like M*A*S*H? I'm...not so sure. And I finally saw one of the most terrifying movies I knew of back in my childhood. So how scary was it?
Anyway, those are possible reasons to read on. That, a coyote, and Scooby-Doo.
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The Addams Family (2019)
It's pretty funny with some excellent voice work and no bad voice work. It's going to age . . . less well than some other Addams properties, but it's fun enough.
Which is to say I guess my opinion from last time has held pretty steady.
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Time Travel Is Dangerous (2024)
Basically a science-fiction The Office. Even at a reasonably tight sub-100 minutes, it drags a bit in the third act. The aesthetic is similar to my beloved Molli and Max in the Future.
It has the feel of a lot of friends a-putting on a show, with lots of British That Guys filling up the roster.
I didn't love it but it was a fun way to spend some time multitasking.
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As of today, Honeymoon in Copper is completed. That doesn’t mean it will stay complete. After I get feedback and move into working with professionals, any number of changes could be made. But if I were self-publishing, I could go to press today. It’s as good as I can make it without stepping gently into insanity.
I don’t want to say much more about it today, but I will share that the book is broken down into seven days, and here are some stats on that breakdown:
火
Tuesday
3 chapters, 15 pages
水
Wednesday
12 chapters, 62 pages
木
Thursday
5 chapters, 22 pages
金
Friday
11 chapters, 54 pages
土
Saturday
14 chapters, 87 pages
日
Sunday
12 chapters, 48 pages
月
Monday
This one’s . . . a little bit complicated. If we count everything, that’s 39 chapters, 154 pages. But if we stick with Monday proper: 21 chapters, 86 pages. The other stuff can be treated as one, two, three, or four units; if four, that comes to one, one, fifteen, and one chapter(s) per unit.
Guess you’ll just have to read the book.
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This is a wild ride of books here. Holy smokes. I'm so eclectic!
I need to feel that way after earlier today.....
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047) Resolution by Robert B. Parker, finished August 8
Picked this up from a Little Free Library when I had an hour to kill. Sat near a streetlight under the BART tracks. Logged a hundred pages right there. Every time I sat to read from it, seemed like the pages flew by. Still took a week to notch 321 pages. That's how it goes sometimes.
Parker has a plain style that makes Hemingway look wordy and and McCarthy logorrheic. But it's deep into character. And memorable. Surprised such simplicity works. But work it does.
Probably a lot to learn from reading Parker.
This is the second of four novels in this series about Cole and Hitch. Violent stuff. And thoughtful on questions of morality. But most of what it may be saying goes unsaid.
That's just how they talk
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048) American Zion: A New History of Mormonism by Benjamin E. Park, finished August 23
Given that Aaron and I have spent hours (and hours) discussing this book over the last couple years, I don't feel a great need to spill at length here, other than to say that it is excellent. It it tough and steely, honest and true, generous and enfolding. It puts things I know into freshly sketched context and provides new information as well. It's well written and endlessly fascinating. Really, it's everything you might want from a one-volume history on a massive topic.
That topic is the long relationship between the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and the United States of America. Which has ranged from fraught to bemused to cozy to dangerous.
As he points out in the final chapter, the current tenions arrive during a unique moment: "The battle they ['Latter-day Saint authorities'] are waging is not between Mormons and America, as the dividing lines are now within America."
Yeah. So...is that good or bad?
exactly two years to the day
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049) The Candy House by Jennifer Egan, finished September 1
An absolutely brilliant book. My first Egan and I think it's playing similar games to her famousest one? but this fractured series of barely-related stories is absolutely appropriate for the ideas the novel is playing with. Among the stories is perhaps the best second-person story I've read (I can't remember the other couple great ones I know I've read, so who can say for sure).
Up until the last twenty-some pages, I suspected I would be telling you about how great the book was, every element truly excellent, yet not really a very good book because, connected or not, what, really, did these stories have to do with each other? But the last couple stories worked it out. Especially the penultimate one.
The novel takes place in the recent past and the recent future in a world much like but not identical to our own. It's fair to call it science fiction but as it feels more like a world just to the edge of our own that "science fiction" seems like an exaggeration.
But isn't that often the very best science fiction of all?
three weeks more or less
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050) Juliet: The Lives and Afterlives of Shakespeare's First Tragic Heroine by Sophie Duncan, finished September 7
I absolutely tore through the first half of this book (title Searching for Juliet according to the acknowledgments and in Britain—but I like our cover much better*) but slowed way down in the second half where it felt like Duncan was sometimes stretching to fill pages with interesting things she'd found even if there wasn't much to say about them. Occasionally she devolved into overly online liberal cliche in order to glue it all together. That said, I still really dug the book.
The British cover looks like it's meant to attract a YA audience. The American cover is just amazing. I wish you were holding it in your hands.
And this image of Juliet is perfect. She's the right age (not quite fourteen), lovely, thoughtful. I've probably seen it before (I married a huge Waterman fan), but I didn't remember it. It's great.
My other complaint (of this book, remember, that I actually really really like) is that they didn't pony up for a couple twenty-page glossy sections filled with images. Her section on the art of Juliet filled me with a desire to see what the heck she was talking about. And I'd love to see images from various productions she discusses. I care less about images from Verona or tragic couples labeled Romeo and Juliet but you know that other reader want to see that stuff. Not sure how much more expensive that would have made the book but it would (likely) have been worth it.
I want to go back to my first complaint and flesh it out a little. Duncan's at her best when discussing Juliet as an artistic phenomenon. How the story is told and retold in various media (the stage, oils, novels, movies) and her cultural and literary criticism is excellent. She has a harder time when she wants to talk about Juliet's influence on the real world. The stuff about fascists was fascinating but kept losing track of Shakespeare's Juliet. And when we get to topics like real-world people dying under a Juliet label, or diversity in casting, she keeps getting distracted, talking more about contemporary concerns and trying to shove Juliet into the conversation. It's awkward. The information is often interesting but the application to her new arguments read more like a string of tweets fueled by barely contained liberal rage. And hey—I'm pro–liberal rage! I got plenty myself!) but instead of Juliet taking the lead, current worries do, and the book suffers as a result.
But, once again, I loved this book. Through the first half of the book I was constantly interrupting people to tell them cool factoids I was learning. In the second half this rarely happened even though there was still tons of cool stuff. Juliet is the kind of book that makes me wish it was a thing, that writers of nonfiction would create an online repository of all the cool stuff they'd collected. The closest I found for Juliet was its author's Instagram (it's not very close). It's the 2020s! You're allowed a website!
Sigh.
Anyway, if you're at all into this stuff, definitely read Juliet. It's terrific.
(Also, if anyone wants to push back on my first complaint, let me just say you're absolutely correct. It may be a bit sideways, but the naming patters of slaves is important and belongs in the book. I suppose my real issue is rhetoric, not tangents.)
under two months
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051) Lost Girls by Alan Moore and Melinda Gebbie, finished September 12
I kind of want to write a long essay on this book and publish it somewhere but I probably won't because I'm already annoyed with myself for even reading it. But best I can tell, no one's written about Lost Girls with the goal of interrogating its self-serving and redundant and contradictory, built-in, redundant rhetoric. In short . . . it really only works if you ignore what it's saying. But I suppose a work like this that is, ah, meant to be enjoyed an image at a time, can get away with such crap. Especially when it's done by a pair of arteests. And, in this case, if you say the emperor has no clothes on, people might miss the metaphor.
As long as I'm complaining, let me give one to each of the creators. 1) Moore is doing the same thing he's done a dozen times before. 2) Gebbie has a solid sense of anatomy but I'm not sure she's ever seen a human face before.
nine months
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052) Moby-Dick by Herman Melville, finished September 12
Man, does this novel end powerfully. While at times I'd really had enough of Moby-Dick, here at the last, oh, thirty pages, it is absolute storytelling fireworks and thematic explosions. 100% successful. Amazing.
I suspect every time I read this book (this is only time two) different parts of the story will appeal to me No doubt the beginning will always charm and the ending will always thrill, but what parts from the middle will stick and which will feel disposable?
Part of my wishes Melville had edited a bit more, hadn't felt a need to include everything. But any cut would be a loss to some reader. Some of my favorites this time that may or may have not thrilled me last time include the treatise on white and the Spirit-Spout. The Spirit-Spout got me thinking about how to properly adapt Moby-Dick to film and I decided the best way is twenty or so hourish-long episodes, with the same cast, but delivered by differing behind-camera crews with visions unique to each story. The Spirit-Spout is likely animated. Taika Waititi can have the meeting-Queequeg episode. And so on.
I listened to perhaps as much as a third of this. When I was sick. Driving the length of California alone. I liked the experience well enough.
Of course the real question is will I read Moby-Dick again—truthfully, I do not know.
But even though I'm ambivalent to some measure, it's not a book that will leave me.
I don't think it's unfair to call it a masterpiece.
five months
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INTERRUPTION: Usually I forget things I want to stay about books and usually I let it be. But I'm making an exception and am now at 10:02 adding a couple thoughts about these two books finished today.
First, reading the conclusion of Moby-Dick so close upon having read Job twice in two translations is to make the great white whales mythic resemblance to Leviathan, Yamm, the great Canaanite god of the sea plain. And to make Moby Dick all the more frightening.
Job is incredible.
Second, I feel a need to attack Lost Girls a little more directly. The big problem with it is an inherent dishonesty in its project. Explicitly, it argues for pornography as a harmless hustle. Implicitly (and thus more honestly), it argues over and over again that pornography has a grotesque and destructive power. But those regular explicit whitewashes are pointed to as being Clever or Thoughtful and thus sufficient to cover up its deeper gross and sinful truths.
Which is kind of a shame. Because if you set aside the book's fixations on incest and child abuse and the like (which you most certainly should not do) it does have interesting things to say about human physicality and the connections between body and mind, body and spirit. Unfortunately, those things can never be focused on for long as it has to dive back into the merely depraved. Such a waste.
Perhaps the best evidence of what I speak is in Lost Girls' denouement in which it presents, as its moral coup de grace, the stunning and bold claim that nasty German soldiers consumed with a lust to destroy are the bad guys. Astonishing take. A real revelation. They break a mirror and burn a building. That's bad. Sorta puts the raping-children thing in perspective, doesn't it?
Yes. The story thinks that by occasionally (but explicitly!) saying that incest and child abuse are not ideal and should be avoided or by occasionally (but explicitly!) saying that incest and child abuse are fine when mere harmless fantasy, it negates the need for anyone to question its constant and deeply embedded implicit (but, ah, sometimes explicit) arguments to the contrary. But remember! soldiers break mirrors! philistines hate Stravinsky! and so, you know, incest, child abuse...not so bad, right?
Don't forget how on the last page we said war is bad!
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053) Apos by Anna M. Wright, finished September 14
First, no question this book is a thing of beauty. Even how it was packed when it arrived in the mail took my breath away. The book itself is printed gorgeously. A terrific use of paper and colors. When you hold it in your hands you'll be surprised you paid so little for it.
The book consists of stories Anna collected over many, many interviews with former missionaries. These former missionaries have a range of attitudes toward and relationships with the Church now that some years have passed. Anna collects their stories and shares them as is, without any judgment. It's almost unsettling how fairly she treats each person without ever inserted her own opinions regarding whether the person is right about this or wrong about that. She just accepts them as they are. In this way, the book is an awesome act of charity. And a bit of a fingerwag at those of us who want to fix people. I don't think of myself that way, but many times when reading this book I wanted to jump in and set folks straight. Even though, time and again, the stories demonstrate that is rarely a helpful coarse of action.
The book also makes me feel old. Stories of pandemic and online missionary work are so alien from my experience thirty years ago. And yet these kids (and they do feel like kids to me, now) are terribly, terribly familiar.
Lately, I've been developing a (hubristic?) desire to serve as a mission president, to serve young missionaries with generosity and kindness, empowering them through patience and listening and demonstrated forgiveness. Don't know why I've been feeling this way (such a call is ludicrously unlikely), but Apos confirmed both the value and difficulty of such service.
Good luck to all the mission leaders out there. Missionaries need your love and your kindness and a certain amount of nobility and goofiness to demonstrate what being a fail-and-try-and-fail-and-try again Saint may be.
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I have a story in a book that is being Kickstarted RIGHT NOW and at 5 pm Pacific I will be joining the editors for a live chat.
Here’s a link to the chat on YouTube.
Here’s a link to the chat on Facebook.
And here’s a soundtrack to my story if you need time to prep.
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The Odyssey (2020)
Not as loud this time, which I really missed, but huge upside: I understood all the dialogue.
Samantha Morton and Anne Hathaway deserve acting nominations, but Matt Damon carries the movie. As Conor said, "i’ve been a matt damon-odysseus skeptic since the casting was first announced, but man, he is used to great effect here! his like ‘everyman’ vibes and general, you-wanna-root-for-him energy really helps bring the audience along emotionally with his whole grief/mourning/regret/i’m lost arc" (he also recommends reading this which I expect I will).
I get why people cringe at Nolan's dialogue (looking at you, "dad," "age of bronze") but it really doesn't bother me for some reason. And let's not forget that Nolan occasionally delivers iconic lines. It'll be intersting to see how The Odyssey's words settle into the broader culture.
In fun facts, Damon as the same problem with his lower teeth that I do. So maybe I should stop daydreaming about invisalign.
Something that has struck me in both viewings is how excellent a film this is about a long marriage. I wouldn't have thought it as, you know, they're apart almost the entire time, but the scenes Odysseus and Penlope get together make it work as a work about the whole.
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Ishmael, of course, is writing about the events of Moby-Dick after they’ve all occurred. When did they happen? Hard to say. When is Ishmael writing about them? Just as hard to say. Except—
But we’ll get back to that.
I’ve published two novels: Byuck and Just Julie’s Fine. I started Byuck as a play in 1999. The novel takes place in 2000. I started on Just Julie’s Fine in 2004. It takes place in 2005. They were, respectively, published in 2012 and 2023. I finished writing them circa 2004 and 2014.
Here they are in their Matt Page–covered glory:
Anyway, as I was saying, the exact timing of Moby-Dick is challenging to ascertain. We don’t know when the Pequod sailed its fatal voyage but, in fact, we do know—to the moment—when Ishmael wrote
That’s pretty precise.
But get this: Ishmael may have been writing on 16 December 1851, but the book was published 18 October 1851 in the United Kingdom and 14 November 1851 in the United States.
He did it.
He wrote a book that happens after he wrote it, and got it published before that date rode by.
Mad props, Melville. Mad props.
(And he was only 32 to boot.)
I hit fifty two weeks ago. My current novel took place in April 2025 when I wrote the original novelette in late 2024. When I began rewriting it into a novel, I changed the date to April 2026. I completed the first draft before its events take place, but now we're four months later and, haha, it's definitely not published!
Well. Maybe someday I'll get a novel out before it happens. We'll keep trying....
At least we know it can be done.
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If you look real closely, you'll find a masterpiece of lasting genius buried among these fresh comics for kids.
043) Urban Legend Hunters: The Dreaded Mr. Snipe by Joel McKerrow and Wayne Bryant, finished July 23
Honestly, I didn't care for it. It's trying so hard to be funny and clever and I found it tiring. HOWEVER. The 9yrold read it and loved it and insisted I read it which is why I read it. And, honestly, if you find all the scatology and "wit" entertaining, this was a terrific series launch. So I suspect we'll be seeing these around the house for a while.
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044) The Firelight Apprentice by Bree Paulsen, finished July 23
The 9yrold finished this and declared it excellent and I thought I recognized the author's name. Sure enough I've read her Garlic books for kids and her vampire tale for adults so I figured I'd take an hour and knock this one out as well.
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045) The Five Books of Moses: A Translation with Commentary by Robert Alter, finished August 4
I absolutely loved reading this version of the Torah. Although I certainly will continue reading other translations, I'm sufficiently persuaded by Alter's translation goals that I may well spend the first half of 2030 reading it again. I felt so educated in terms of literature and history and archaeology and theology by his voluminous footnotes (I'm certain they're longer than the Torah itself) and I happily shared recently read ones with all I talked to but! they were so many that I couldn't possibly hold onto them all. I must read this book again!
The best twenty dollars I've spent on a book? Maybe. Certainly I've zero regrets. And I heartily recommend Alter's work to each and every one of you. There's a certain magic that only someone who has spent their entire life mastering one realm of knowledge can impart, and this book offers that magic.
the year so far
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046) Surfside Girls: The Mystery at the Old Rancho by Kim Dwinell, finished August 6
Daughter o' Mine continues making me read comics from the library but I really liked the first of these and I liked the second too. I hear it's now a show on Apple+, which makes sense. Could be a modern Scooby-Doo? It has sort of a utopian view of both California's rancho/mission era and modern politics, but it's okay for kids to believe the world is good. That should be part of their diet.
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The world has need of willing Amys
Who wear the worker’s seal.
Come, help the good work move along
Put your amys to the wheel.
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In a Utah Deseret Industries last month I picked up a cd just because I liked the look of it and because, let’s be frank, it was a woman.
It wasn’t until a few weeks later, enjoying the album for the first time and googling this Amy, that I learned I did know who she was. I first learned of her husband thanks to the appearance of a song of his in a beloved movie. Eventually that song went from new to me to really really liked which led me to investigating him which led to me discovering his wife which led to me discovering the albums they made together which led to consumer paralysis and sort of forgetting the whole thing.
(Incidentally, I have a known interest in married couples who make music. I have a Buddy Miller album and a Julie Miller album and a Buddy and Julie Miller album, as well as albums by music-making couple-bands Haun’s Mill, Shovels and Rope, Low—although when we count music-making couples beyond They the Couple Are the Band, we could go on and on; Tori Amos, for instance.)
My wife, as you can see, likes Tori Amos to the tune of 1,251 files. I like Tori but maybe not that much.
Anyway, back in June when I was quarantining in the woods, I spent a lot of time with our owned-music collection and one of the things I noticed is how certain names are more common than others. I mean, even three Alisons is a lot, right? (1,2,3) I already knew we had a statistically unlikely number of Kaceys (actually, just one Kacey…but also a Kacy and a Kasey), but what else? Since I had nothing else to do, I just wandered through the collection, counting.
Incidentally, whenever possible (unless I have written about a person before and am linking to that), I am linking to artists’ Bandcamp pages today because today is Bandcamp Friday. On Bandcamp Friday, Bandcamp gives its share of all proceeds to the artist. On any day they give a larger percentage to the creators than other streamers/sellers but Bandcamp Friday makes it even better. Good on this Oakland Business! (If you’re wondering, I’m thinking I’ll probably pick up work from free cake for every creature and Snocaps.)
John probably won
while Dave, I thought, underperformed
and Dan overperformed
but, as you may have guessed, Amy did very well indeed.
So lets talk about Amys!
Note: we’re just talking about acts that go as Amy, so perhaps my favorite Amy of all, Amy Gileadi, is excluded. But let’s go! Starting with the new girl, Amy Rigby.
This is the first track on the album and thus the first I heard. And it’s a pretty great introduction. She’s a literate and witty lyricist whose music is simple, genre-fluid, and fun. Comparing yourself to Rasputin in a positive way is a cognitive dissonance I’m not quite over but, while I may not be over it, I’m into it. Plus it’s a tight two and a half minutes, just like rock and roll was always meant to be. Welcome to the club, Amy!
Like Amy Ribgy’s album, my Amy Cooper album is vintage 2005. (Literally. Did you know many antiquers define vintage as between 20 and 100 years old?) I don’t remember exactly when I got Water/Fire, but it wasn’t vintage years ago. Yet, alas, this Amy has vanishingly little presence online in 2026. This is the ghost of her old website and happily she’s on Bandcamp, but otherwise…what?
“Hurried Steps“ is a good taste of what Amy’s up to. I quite like the Amy Cooper songs I know, but I bought so many albums from the midnineties to the midaughts and this fits so comfortably among them it could never quite stand out sufficient to move into regular rotation and thus become a go-to favorite. But listening to “Hurried Steps” is pretty solid evidence that she would hold up to closer attention. Maybe someday.
Where are you, Amy?
The Amy I own the most of is, tragically, not an Amy at all. Yes. We are discussing Aimee Mann.
I know it’s a little obvious to pick “Save Me” but it’s been on my mind lately because it lost the Oscar. I would be okay with it losing had it lost to the correct song, but egad, Academy voters! “Save Me” is integrated so well into Magnolia, but the entire movie is a tour-de-force of one-artist-soundtracking-a-movie. In my opinion, her take is superior to Simon and Garfunkle’s (The Graduate) or Badly Drawn Boy’s (About a Boy) and equal to Cat Stevens’s (Harold and Maude). (All four, of course, are great.)
(Incidentally, I’m fascinated by this genre. What other movies/soundtracks fit into it? Please tell!)
“Save Me” is a beautiful song and turned Aimee Mann into the icon we know and love today. Not even Red Vines and cigarettes could do that. Congrats, Aimee.
Our next Amy is an Amy my wife…does not care for. See if you can guess why.
Ladies and gentlemen: Amy Allison. Who—this is exciting—is not only our fourth Amy but she is also our fourth Allison! How many people get to say that?
I really dig Amy Allison. But I can understand why her voice…might not be everyone’s cup o’ tea. (Metaphor in honor her latest album, as so London it is.)
“Sad Girl” might be the most on-the-nose–possible usecase for her pipes and I recommend listening to the song three times in a row so you can adjust and thus appreciate. I know one thing I appreciate: an artist who can lean right in to self-parody and come out the other side unscathed. Well played, Amy.
Back to Black had five charting singles and I had no idea we owned it until I was in quarantine. Where did it come from? I honestly do not know. Maybe Lady Steed bought it? She’s why we have a Lady Gaga album from around the same time, so maybe? Dunno. Anyway, out there in the woods I listened to it for the first time and you know what? It’s really good.
I chose this particular track because it leans even deeper into pop’s past and I love that. I’ll never cease to be amazed that Amy Winehouse purely through the power of her performance brought back the Sixties (and earlier) for a brief shining moment when “Rehab” was inescapable. I’m glad to finally did a deeper dive. Requiescat in pace, Amy.
On the opposite side of Amydom we have this:
I liked Amy Grant’s pop music when I was in my early teens but she’d probably be nothing but a vague memory now had I not heard this Christmas album over and over on my mission, and then bought my own copy my first or second Christmas home. I’ve probably listened to this record hundreds of times. Not so often these days, but no one can tell me “Breath of Heaven“ isn’t one of the great holiday numbers.
Merry Christmas, Amy.
Our final Amy might be my favorite of this baker’s half dozen. Pretty sure I learned about her on NPR but neither of these two contemporaneous reviews seems to include this track which I feel certain was the hook she set to pull me in. So maybe it wasn’t NPR. Who knows.
The point is this: while I love “Damn Love Song,” the fact is this is a perfect album; I love every single song on it for related but nonidentical reasons. Her voice is incredible, running the gamut from aggressive to vulnerable, and her lyrics are easy to access but rewarding of attention.
In short, Stranger Me is one of those albums artists should never record because they are so perfect I can never tire of them or even desire more. To this date, it is the only Amy LaVere album I own. But you know what? It’s Bandcamp Friday. Maybe I should pick up another…?
Maybe that it was this essay was always about: talking me into more Amy LaVere.
Well played, Amy. Well played.
artists mentioned in this post and on bandcamp but not linked to in the substance of the post: Shovels & Rope, Low, John Linnell, Urge Overkill, John Prine, Dan Mangan, Dan Zanes