What do SoCal's "vapid consumerism, gang violence, and social apathy" sound like? Jesus Makes The Shotgun Sound! Brace yourself and have a listen to their Raidohead-y latest single, "Do Not The Clothes Make The Man?!" or, if you're looking to induce epileptic fits, try the video.
"The best critics do more than explain why they liked or didn’t like a book; they try to understand books, and show other readers, by example, how to read and think about those books. Specialized expertise can work in service of that goal, but is probably not as important as a willingness to attempt to be a work’s most thoughtful reader." Elisa Gabbert writes for Electric Literature about who gets to translate and review works and takes Kazuo Ishiguro's latest novel, The Buried Giant (which we reviewed here), as a case study.
Over at The Paris Review, Wei Tchou travels to Flannery O’Connor's farm in Georgia. As she writes, “The charm of Andalusia lies in gestures like this, the ones that urge you into feeling as though you belong. The place isn’t a fossil, it’s a home.” Pair with Nick Rapatrazone’s Millions essay on teaching and learning from “the greatest American writer ever to load up a typewriter.”
At Open Letters, Rohan Maitzen writes about her awakening to the chasm between an academic appreciation for books and "a more personal, affective, and engaged vision of criticism. It has been surprising and exciting to me to realize how blinkered I was about non-academic book culture, and chastening to realize how little use my own specialized reading has been as preparation to join in."