- If the name alone isn't enough to get you to play Puzzle Farter, we will probably never be friends.
- In my last post, I mentioned Josh Cotter's amazing Skyscrapers of the Midwest, and I've been making notes for a more in-depth post about the book. Instead, I'll just direct you to Brian Heater's review at The Daily Cross Hatch, which says it better than I would have.
A particularly powerful sequence...finds the protagonist plagued with self-doubt at his own baptism, seeking, no doubt, an Augustinian moment that will simultaneously appease those around him and resolve his youthful existential crises. Upon his actual baptism, however, he is ultimately plagued by the very waters that seek to cure him, visions beneath the water chanting accusations of his own false pretenses for conversion.
It's a heavy, disturbing scene, and it ties directly to the preview I linked to last time. If you haven't already, take a minute to read that. Seriously! Go!
- The Futureheads continue their epic battle with the New Pornographers for the title of Best Band Ever, because I have a tendency to engage in hyperbole. The Sunderland lads played an amazing show Tuesday night at the Bowery Ballroom. Sound Bites was there, which feels weird to say, because it's just my friend Bill. And as Liz noted, we got extra-special VIP seats thanks to one of my old neighbors in the Hells Angels. (This totally makes up for the apostrophe thing.) Anyway, the new Futureheads album, This Is Not the World, is their first for their own label and absolutely kicks ass. I recommend it without reservation. Buy it here, and dig the new video here:
Coming Up: I'll try to convince you to buy Kazuo Umezu's Cat Eyed Boy and Jim Woodring's The Frank Book. You've been warned.