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I like the New Bomb Turks better than Bad Brains. I mean, Bad Brains are great, but pretty much every album the New Bomb Turks put out was as good as Destroy Oh Boy, in this fella's humble opinion. They had a great consistency. Example!

I like garage rock because I got a big dumb head.

My favorite part of that is how he sort of pauses between "friends is…" and "black," like he's trying to figure out what race Mandvi is so he can try and win him over. Like, it's totally cool, bro! I know people who are…. (black? hispanic? …redmen?) BLAAAAACK.

That's a great movie and about as good as any horror film I've ever seen. I get creeped out every time I think of Simon's words, and then I think: "Am I thinking of Simon's words, or am I HEARING them?" and then I go insane.

I figure everyone's going to talk like Judge Holden, except without the same level of artistry and menace because McCarthy's getting pretty old…

I read that article even though I've never heard of her before. First of all, putting McEwan on the level with Dostoevsky, Shakespeare, and Tolstoy is an insult to anybody with basic reading comprehension skills. Second, who gives a good hot shit about Lionel Shriver and her fake British prose?

I remember reading that Donaldson book as a kid, back when I went through a lot of fantasy (had no idea Goodkind was related to Objectivisim? But, as a 12 year old, I was disturbed by all the crazy bangin) and when I got past the rape I was just sort of shellshocked. Like, how the hell could something like that

"Don't be pompous, you little gasbag." Coming from a respectable one such as yourself I find this charming. Necessarily! I assume then that you're not interested in actually discussing literature, but are instead now masturbating wildly inside your dank London garret, knocking desperately against the walls with fat

I've never read any of Munro's work and I reflexively dislike Proulx based on any single line of hers I happen to be reading at any given time. You mention a few authors here you appreciate, I would like to know some more. I'm just curious. I think Sherwood Anderson and Nathanael West have their moments of

He does have a really cool rhythm. He can also be hysterical, usually when he's as dour as possible. But Woodcutters and certain portions of Gargoyles are great stuff to read when you need an antidote to whatever's called great literature these days. Thomas Bernhard would call them all dilettantes and shit all over

Bernhard is weird and exhausting, especially in Gargoyles. But there's a lot of great stuff in there. Woodcutters is pretty amazing.

When are you guys going to review James Franco's new novel Actors Anonymous? I want to read the comments section.

I left that dangling there for just this purpose.

I can't stand to scroll through all these comments because the more pages I load the more my computer screws up, so I'm just going to assume no one else has mentioned it and say I'm reading right now Nathanael West's "Miss Lonelyhearts" for the second time. Like it way more this time around but probably because I'm

The first time I read Tlon, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius it BLEW MY GODDAMN MIND. Like, I couldn't look at the world or anything else the same way since.

The Judge is probably the most interesting speaker in American literature. His intro where he claims that some priest is a liar and, what was it, a sheep-fucker or something? And the whole town chases the priest and you know they're going to lynch him. And then the Judge sits in the bar and reveals in a totally

I love old timey Steve Albini. You know, back in the day, 80s and 90s, crudely offensive Steve Albini. Those were the days… Man, but I get a little reminder every time I play The Rich Man's 8-Track Tape, with that lovely little maxim on the inside cover of the album: "You pussies can all SUCK OUR COCKS."

I put him in the Stephen King category.  It's pretty fun to read but it's not something I'd want to carry with me into a post-apocalyptic world if I could only choose a handful of books to keep me going.  And I had to stop 1Q84 because it was unbearably bad.

"the US is too isolated, too insular. They don't translate enough and don't really participate in the big dialogue of literature" said some Swedish chump from the Nobel committee.  I could understand Pynchon not translating particularly well, but come on guys, does that mean you have no other options but to give the

I wasn't all that crazy about Sanctuary when I read it, but it did have this super weird affecting moment I think on the very first page where he refers to something as being stamped on tin?  And then in the context of the rest of the novel it felt like all these words were just sort of window-dressing stamped on