That's amazing! That song gets me every time.

"I can see my house from here…hey maw! Git off the dang roof!

"I hate every ape I see/From ChimpanA to ChimpanZ"

How so? Carrot Top and Joe Piscopo crazy? I don't know why, I love when they get stupid beefy.

Maybe it should come with a DVD with some slaughterhouse footage to really complete the mood. And a Mono CD

Readers Block is part of it! His last four novels are all in that style (weird as it is to call This is Not A Novel a, well, novel :) While different, Springer' Progress by him is marvelous, as well.

Also didn't know the press Dalkey Archive was named after O'Brien, they're somehow even cooler now!

Don't know him, I'll check it out. Thanks! Just got turned onto David Markson's Postcard Quartet recently and that blew my little pea of a mind.

We have similar taste, homie :) Have you ever read Flann O'Brien? Contemporary of Joyce, wrote At Swim-Two-Birds and Third Policeman. Great Calvino or Oulipo type stuff from early 20th Century.

I can completely get behind that statement. Cheekiness aside, I'd rather read about the Hundred Years War than a 1000 page epic poem satirizing it. But I love Chaucer and Boccaccio so it, presumably, is my bag, not Spenser's.

It's basically Joyce, what, 150 years earlier? It's like he time traveled to be that ahead of the novel's growth as a form.

I stick by Spenser being awful. Love Eliot, though :)

Shouldn't that request be with your Burroughs comments? Oh, shot! Never mind :)

"Let me take your hat off for you…" (Cocks pistol)

Ginsberg's moral scrubbing is ridiculous. As I got older and met people who had partied at Burroughs house it always struck me that he propositioned them early, before they were shithoused, and left them alone after the first no. Coming from old money, he almost had an aristocratic air he maintained through the…

And Spenser's "Fairie Queene" All of it! Nooo!!!

Did not remember that, thanks, I did just read the original quote wrong, it seems. You hear so much about the Molly Bloom episode it just jumped out that way.

Yep, no sanitizing that man's legacy. Read him when I was early high school aged, avant-garde punk rocker too school for school, and got to the anal sex leakage parts in Junky and felt immediately like the young Midwesterner I truly was. Didn't even know he was 20 miles away, now that I think about it, huh.

Good call. Also his own blindness and an exile's love for home rounding out that trifecta

As a Joyce fan, what does a "Lucia Joyce" chapter mean? His daughter was a failed dancer who never wrote, does he mean "Molly Bloom" maybe?