It’s based on a novel by a man named Lear
I’ve been wanting to get back to my 30 more songs meme, but I’ve been stymied by the next question. But right now I’m distracted by a) Neil Young’s new album of traditional songs (done atraditionally) and b) The Beatles Anthology, which Mr. Spy checked out of the library. I am planning a post about Springsteen’s Seeger Sessions and Young’s Americana, but right now I can’t stop starring at George Harrison’s sunglasses.
I’m also reading some interesting musical stuff. A collection of Ellen Willis’ rock criticism, Out of the Vinyl Deeps; the latest Best of Music Writing 2011 (edited by New Yorker critic, Alex Ross), and Dorian Lynskey’s 33 Revolutions Per Minute: A History of Protest Songs from Billie Holliday to Green Day. Next up, Jonathan Lethem’s book for the 33 and 1/3 series on the Talking Heads’ album Fear of Music and a book that caught my attention during today’s real-estate-agent-avoiding sojourn at the local bookstore, Evening in the Palace of Reason, a sort of history of Enlightenment-era Europe told be deconstructing a meeting between Johann Sebastian Bach and Frederick the Great. This is how projects tend to congeal for me — a critical mass of books that interest me and some common thread appears that leads me in. Right now, though, the only real commonality is that all of these books talk about music as representative of cultural environment in one way or another. And this is nothing new for me. It’s just what I do. Nice to know I still find it fun after all these years. I assume whatever’s fueling this particular literary binge will become clear eventually. Sometimes you just need to give it time and space.
What about you? What’s in your headphones? What’s on your nightstand? What’s going in your head?