jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Lydia Chukovskaya "Sofia Petrovna" (Persephone)





The story of a mother and son during Stalin’s Terror of the mid 1930s. Short, well-written, and chilling. And yet, as good as it is, it reminded me of Yevgenia Ginzburg’s memoir Journey Into the Whirlwind which covers the same story and is, I think, absolutely brilliant. Ginsburg’s work is actually two volumes: the first (if my memory is correct) covers the period up through her arrest and trial and the second volume (Within the Whirlwind) covers her nearly two decades of imprisonment (at the infamous Kolyma gulag) and her release. At one time, I read many memoirs of the Kolyma and the gulag more generally and, excellent as many of them were, Ginzburg’s stood out. Both the real Ginzburg and the fictional Sofia Petrovna are faithful and loyal Party members and their devotion and dedication are meaningless. The only observation that I think is even possible is that the word “terrifying” or “chilling” is drastically inadequate to describe that period and that regime. Sofia Petrovna nevertheless gives a good sense of the claustrophobia of those years and the effect of the terror on “ordinary people” and is well worth the time.

novella is a compelling portrait of the personal costs of Stalin's purges. The eponymous heroine is a faithful Soviet citizen who believes in the fairness and ultimate justice of the system and her country's leaders. When her son is arrested in a purge, her belief in her country and her belief in her son come into conflict. The disconnect between lofty Soviet ideals and the injustice of her reality ultimately drive her mad. The novella focuses on how political shifts had deeply personal costs for Soviet citizens. Its strengths are its portrayal of how public life influences private life and its description of the bewilderment of loyal citizens suddenly confronted with the deep unfairness of the purges.

Gripping.
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Kevin Powers "A Shout in the Ruins" (Sceptre)





George Seldom is an old man who decides to take some time to revisit his personal history on a road trip. He travels through the Deep South and as he does so the reader is given some of the events that have led to a country on the brink of race equality. The plantation of Beauvais is owned by a cruel master Levallois who, even before the Civil War, has recognised that industry is the way forward, not agriculture. His neighbour goes to fight in the war and Levallois usurps his land, his daughter and his life. Rawls has been in love with Nurse but both are purchased by Levallois and are subject to his mind games. Reid goes off to war a proud Confederate but returns to find that he has lost everything. Minor characters fight for what they believe is right.

This is a complex and very moving book which looks at aspects of the Civil War and the changes in society from numerous perspectives. The characters are not easy to pin down - Emily seems powerless to stop her fate but does she fight back in the worst way. Even the minor characters, the gang leader, the apprentice and the boatman are given a sympathetic perspective and the descriptions of violence are visceral in the extreme. I hadn't read Powers' first novel but know it was well received, I can see why
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Gareth Carr "The Boy From The Sea" (Picador)




I loved this haunting story with its beauty and grace, about fracture and repair. In 1973 Donegal, Ireland, a family is split by jealousy while coping with a changing world.

Narrated by a voice representing ‘we,’ the village, gives a timelessness to the tale.

A baby is discovered at the seashore and taken in by a Irish fishing village. The babe is shifted from house to house until Ambrose Bonnard tells his wife Christine and son DeClan they will keep him, naming him Brendan.

It is an act of charity by a family with just enough, with hopes of having money which never comes their way. Christine’s sister Phyllis is especially judgemental. She needs help with their aging father–why take on an outsider?

Declan instantly hates this interloper. He sees his father’s love for the baby that should be his.

Brendan grows into a strange child, never fitting in. He looks up to DeClan who only rejects him. He wanders alone all day, stopping to visit other lonely souls, giving them a blessing. “We were barrels adrift at sea,” the narrator says, “yet we also felt a benevolent force might be at work, a helpful current, and that was a comfort.”

Ambrose is a quiet man who fishes the old way. His friend buys bigger boats and takes in bigger hauls. Bad luck, changing economics, and lack of funds forces Ambrose to take work on the mainland, separating the family. When Christine worries about the boys, he says they will ‘sort it out.’

I loved these characters, so beautifully wrought. A storm at sea and the resulting intimate moments between Ambrose and Christine were especially moving.

The babe found in a floating barrel, the contention between brothers for the father’s love, recall to mind biblical stories. The novel has an element of the fairy tale without ever reading like a fantasy. It has a satisfying ending. Worth reading.
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E. Lockhart "We Were Liars" (Hot Key Books)




In We Were Liars, E. Lockhart carefully crafts Cadence’s character, focusing on her battle with a form of amnesia and the aftermath of an accident that is deeply tragic. The theme of facing truth, guilt, and accepting responsibility is the essence of Cadence’s character. Cadence’s development becomes critical as she unearths haunting truths about her childhood that took place during her fifteenth summer. She finally begins to surface from the fog of grief and confusion, volatility, and harsh realities she has long evaded.

Particularly, the use of fairy tales alongside Cadence’s physical pain serve as immense points of character development in the novel. Relatively to her fractured family dynamics, the fairy tales she tells throughout her life embodies her attempt at coping with the overwhelming reality. The island, striking yet isolated captures the destructive nature of Sinclair family; they are beautiful, escaping the realities occurring beneath them. The overarching message within these symbols highlight the antagonizing duality people face with maturing and the fact that to truly heal from anything, you must embrace every shard of reality, not just the appealing fragments.

Personally, I resonate with Cadence’s journey when reflecting on times in my life when I struggled to face painful memories. Reading We Were Liars reminded me that pretending things are fine doesn’t make the hurt disappear, true healing comes from honesty, even when it’s painful.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Majella Kelly "The Speculations of Country People" (Penguin)




Majella Kelly's debut collection of poems deals with various aspects of life in contemporary Ireland — the shifting roles of women, changing relationships with the land and with myth, the island's flora and fauna. Many of these poems reckon with the sordid history of the Tuam Mother and Baby Home and the women and children incarcerated there in the mid-20th century—particularly moving and saddening to read in the week when the excavations at the Home's mass grave begins.

Kelly's imagery is lucid and beautiful, and I found myself unexpectedly entranced by the poems where she shows us her young self, trailing her grandfather and his High Nelly around his farm. There were a handful of places where she fell into the easy cliché — the matriarchal pagan power of pre-Christian Ireland and Brigit the Goddess being displaced by Patrick and yadda yadda; I know these are still ideas with a lot of popular sway but on the whole I really enjoyed this. I will keep an eye out for more of Kelly's work in future.
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dash; 22 July 2021), also known as Pita, was a British-Austrian composer of electronic audio works. He was the head of Editions Mego, which he founded in 2006 as a successor to Mego.

In an interview conducted in 2016, Rehberg stated that he did not want to peddle music "in its own little box",which he felt was the norm at present. Describing his impression regarding timbre, he believed that "dissonance and resonance have to co-exist for the other to work". François Bonnet, who collaborated with Rehberg on Recollection GRM, felt that his music came to be more dense as his career progressed. He described how it retained its "radical and bold" character, while becoming "deeper, more ambivalent, more moving".



Peter Rehberg – at GRM



File under Experimental, Abstract, Noise, Glitch, Electroacoustic.

ENJOY

The Wire magazine tribute to Peter Rehberg.

https://www.thewire.co.uk/in-writing/essays/walking-on-the-ground-you-broke-rob-young-remembers-peter-rehberg

GRM is Groupe de Recherches Musicales. The Groupe de Recherches Musicales ( GRM ) is a music research center specializing in sound and electroacoustic music . Pierre Schaeffer founded the GRM in 1958 , and two years later it joined the research department of French Radio and Television (RTF) . In 1975 , following the breakup of the ORTF , the GRM was integrated into the INA (National Audiovisual Institute ).
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Bill Bryson "A Walk in the Woods" (Black Swan)





A Walk in the Woods opens with the author and his family moved back to the US, settling in New Hampshire. The author, never having attempted true, rugged hiking, becomes enamored with the idea of taking on the Appalachian Trail. This famous trail begins at Springer Mountain, Georgia and extends an astonishingly 2,000 (arguably more) miles to end in Maine at Mount Katahdin. Bryson’s journey actually begins when he finds himself and his credit card gearing up for the endeavour while also trying to lure friends from far and wide to join him on the excursion.

Katz, a former friend from childhood days in Iowa, answers the call for companionship. The reader is shocked when he appears out of shape and overweight with a dubious past – one cannot help but marvel (and giggle) at the contrast between the two men as they struggle with themselves, each other, and the famous hiking trail. Along the way, the reader meets other characters who become memorable despite their short stays; such as Chicken John the habitually lost hiker and Mary Ellen with the musical eustachian tubes. Seriously, you can’t make this stuff up.

Bryson has an uncanny knack for mixing humour with sobering facts. A Walk in the Woods finds the author blatantly honest about his own foibles, and those of others while attempting to hike the legendary Appalachian Trail. All the while he continues his commentary on deforestation, the US Parks & Wildlife service, and human ineptness in general. At 397 pages the book is more than a weekend read and may require some patience when reading through the author’s many elaborations on the danger we, as clumsy humans, pose to nature. Though the work was published in 2006 it is more relevant than ever both in consideration of climate change, as well as man’s desire to conquer even a small span of wilderness.
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Rita Indiana "Made in Saturn" (And Other Stories)






We meet Argenis in the Havana airport--his father has sent him from the DR to detox. That doesn't go as planned, but we learn a lot about Argenis. When he makes it back to his aunt in the DR, we learn as he does.

Argenis struggles with his family history--and that is what this book is about. He is the younger and un-favored son of a former revolutionary. His parents were revolutionaries in the 60s. His father then flipped and took a position in Balaguer's government, and is now fairly high up. Argenis has little to no respect for his father, or his older brother who was a show-off as a child and is now a businessman who uses their father's connections. Argenis, meanwhile, is an artist and has attended art school. He started with cocaine before becoming hooked on heroin. Does he want to stop? It's unclear, but he DOES want to be able to function, to do his art, to not constantly be on the hunt for his next high.

As he manages to stay off the heroin, he learns more about what his parents, their friends, and his aunt went through--and about his grandmother's life as a maid--he gains some perspective. He has only ever wanted to do art. Not to perform recitations on his father's command as his brother did. Nor to use his father's connections to succeed in business--as his brother does. Yet he also finds it very sad how his grandmother--who now owns her former employers' house--still wears her maid's uniform and sleeps in her maid's room. Though she only serves herself. It seems he is ready to grow up and find a happy medium, if he can stay away from heroin.
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Maggie Harris is a poet, prose writer, and visual artist. Originally from Guyana, South America, she recently re-located to Kent after 10 years in Wales. She attended Kent University as a mature student, achieving a BA and MA, and started her career performing, running workshops and teaching creative writing. She has worked for Kent Arts & Libraries, represented Kent in Europe and was International Teaching Fellow at Southampton University. I met her doing a talk and book signing at last years Faversham Literary Festival.

4 points 1

Maggie Harris pays homeage to the inspirational power of the poetry art form with this track titled, Not A Gospel Song. The sound fuses elements of Afrobeats, the Cumfa beat and the tabla strains of a Bhajan with the unmistakable Reggae vibe.



ENJOY.
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Curiosity is one of my most defining attributes in the musicological diaspora of curating and the immersive enjoyment that it provides.

Connecting with likeminded people via a forum or website adds to the enhancementt of one's musical journey.

Such a website is Now Spinning Magazine, which is an online forum and site dedicated to the physical product. No streaming or downloading is include, since these aren't tangable. You don't own the music there, you rent it.

This morning, whilst doing the chores of hoovering and son on, I blasted oot some deep slow heavy doom metal by Sunn 0))) - a perfect antidote to the tedium of chores.

I had an Angus beef and caramalised onion sarnie for lunch with a Scotch egg on the side. I listened to the dulcit tones of Sarah Vaughan from one of the Brazilian albums she made late in her career.

I followed this with three Cds from the recent Ian Dury box set and then towards the evening I dug out four albums from my Bill Fay collection. Bill Fay (9 September 1943 – 22 February 2025) was an English singer-songwriter. His early recordings were released by Deram, but following the release of his second album in 1971, Fay was dropped by the label. His work enjoyed a growing cult status in the 1990s, and his older works were re-issued in 1998 and 2004–2005. Fay's 2012 album Life Is People was his first album of all-new material since 1971.
Bill said, learning of his cult status, "Up until 1998, when some people reissued my albums, as far as I was concerned, I was gone, deleted. No one was listening. But then I got the shock that people remembered my music. I was doing some gardening, and listening to some of my songs on cassette, and a part of me thought they were quite good. I thought, "Maybe somebody will hear them someday." That same evening, 14 years ago, I got a call from a music writer telling me that my two albums were being reissued. A shock is not gonna get much bigger than that. It was astonishing to me. I won't ever really be able to believe that it happened. That's how I feel about it. I had come to terms with the fact that I was deleted, but that I had always kept writing songs anyway and that was good enough".
"Who Is the Sender?" was a new album by Bill Fay and released in April 2015. The second album track, "War Machine", came out as a single in February 2015. It nudged the charts but the album did well.
I just need to obtain two more of his albums to complete the section, his second album and the one before Who Is The Sender. Both should be able to find without difficulty, and like the others I have by Bill will be on CD.
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It is very reassuring that you can have a day without a care in the world. Simply in the mood of a reverie and total immersion into the music that you are listening, and finding yourself envelped in it.
That was the case with the five Cd set of Robbie Basho live recordings called "Snow Beneath The Belly Of A White Swan". Sometimes described as an American Primitive along with John Fahey or Sandy Bull, he was much more than that. He fused old country, bluegrass with folk, classicalIndian and Persian modes into his music of just a 12 string classical guitar and his sui generis voice.

Snow Beneath The Belly Of A White Swan (The Lost Live Recordings), Secondary, 3 of 3

For lunch, I had peanut and sliced banana bagels. Dinner was fish ad cjips.

Later on, I listened to the radio, played "Meddle" by Pink Floyd, and then old time music called, well, definitely on the first dic of Country: The American Tradition. complete with an 68 page booklet.


Country: The American Tradition, Primary, 1 of 4Country: The American Tradition, Secondary, 2 of 4

Sometimes. it is music that keeps me sane.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Rupi Kaur "Milk And Honey" (Andrews McMeel Publishing)




Rupi Kaur was just 21 when she wrote and illustrated this collection of poetry, somehow managing to do the impossible and selling millions of copies of a genre that typically doesn't often top the bestseller charts.

Milk and Honey is a raw, honest and gutsy collection of poems about abuse, falling in love, having your heart broken and healing. I enjoyed the sections on falling in love and breaking up the most - for those of us who passed out of our teens and twenties quite some time ago, it was an enjoyable reminder of the passion that burns so fiercely at that point in life, when sexual relationships are all consuming and break ups so terribly hurtful and destructive (I'm not suggesting break ups aren't upsetting at any stage in life, but there's a particular rawness to those early breakups when you're just discovering life and trying to figure out who you are).

your name is
the strongest
positive and negative
connotation in any language
it either lights me up or
leaves me aching for days

Bam! I'm rocketed straight back to the late eighties and thoughts of an ex who sent me head and heart spinning in all sorts of great and awful directions.

I don't know why
I split myself open
for others knowing
sewing myself up
hurts this much
afterward

I loved this collection. It's so raw, so open, so painfully, brutally recognisable to anyone who remembers the immense joy and pain of falling in and out of love for the first time or even second time.
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Josephine Tey "The Man in the Queue" (Pushkin Vertigo)




On the plus side, the writing is descriptive and sometimes lovely, both of which are surprising in a detective story. For instance, Inspector Grant sees laundry hanging to dry in a poor neighborhood: “Here and there a line of gay, motley child’s clothes danced and ballooned with the breeze in a necklace of coloured laughter.”

The book gets off to a slightly sluggish start, ameliorated by atmospheric descriptions of the rituals and entertainments associated with the process of patiently queuing in the rain in hope of gaining a theatre seat.

On the minus side, it’s rather dated in its social attitudes. Just by seeing the murder weapon, Inspector Grant draws this conclusion: “This was a crime that had been planned with an ingenuity and executed with a subtlety that was foreign to an Englishman’s habit of thought. The very femininity of it proclaimed the Levant, or at the very least one used to Levantine habits of life.”

On the plus side again, it’s a clever and engaging story, if one makes allowances for the ways it’s dated, and it is a colourful depiction of a time and place. Looking up some of the obsolete colloquialisms was part of the fun.

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My favourite new artist in minimalism.

Organist Kali Malone: 'It was a point of departure for me to work with language' • FRANCE 24



I have ordered two more albums by her after selling quite a lot of stuff from eBay, Vinted and Discogs recently.
jazzy_dave: (musical cat)
This is another recent album added to my collection. If you love pipe organs you will enjoy this minimalist outing.


Kali Malone - The Sacrificial Code (Full Album)



1. Canons For Kirnberger III
1 Spectacle Of Ritual
2 Sacrificial Code
3 Rose Wreath Crown (For CW)

II. Norrlands Orgel
4 Sacer Profanare
5 Litanic Cloth Wrung
6 Fifth Worship II

III. Live In Hagakyrka
7 Hagakyrka Bells
8 Prelude (Live In Hagakyrka)
9 Sacrificial Code (Live In Hagakyrka)
10 Glory Canon III (Live In Hagakyrka)

The Sacrificial Code’ takes a more surgical approach to the methods first explored on ‘Organ Dirges 2016 - 2017’.
Over the course of three parts performed on three different organs, Malone’s minimalist process captures a jarring precision of closeness, both on the level of the materiality of the sounds and on the level of composition.The recordings here involved careful close miking of the pipe organ in such a way as to eliminate environmental identifiers as far as possible - essentially removing the large hall reverb so inextricably linked to the instrument. The pieces were then further compositionally stripped of gestural adornments and spontaneous expressive impulse - an approach that flows against the grain of the prevailing musical hegemony, where sound is so often manipulated, and composition often steeped in self indulgence. It echoes Steve Reich’s sentiment “..by voluntarily giving up the freedom to do whatever momentarily comes to mind, we are, as a result, free of all that momentarily comes to mind.

ENJOY
jazzy_dave: (books n tea)
Joe Comarroe "Six American Poets: An Anthology" (Vintage)





Editor Conarroe distills the works of six unique American Poets in this 281 page volume. For each he provides a concise but enlightening introduction, but it is the poets themselves whose words speak loudest. Whether it is the rapture of Whitman, the surface simplicity of Emily Dickinson, the puzzles of Wallace Stevens, the plain truth of the observations of William Carlos Williams, the sober musings of Robert Frost, or the unforgettable impact of the lyrical prose of Langston Hughes (who seems incapable of even a single boring line), this book is a treasure you should give to somebody who has bnever read a poem or literature. Or you can kep it for yourself and, as far as I am concerned, it is a highly recommended introduction to these famous poets. .
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Jeff Pike "The Death Of Rock And Roll: Untimely Demises, Morbid Preoccupations, and Premature Forecasts of Doom in Pop Music" (Faber & Faber)





Some of the less anthropic members of the world may want to see the rich and famous brought low. But for me, this is a fascinating look at The Hollywood Babylon of rock 'n' roll The book is split into sections depending on the type of death, from suicide, to drug overdose or by accident. This is a book that should not be read if you feel low, morose or suicidal. Cliically funereal and morbid in equal measure.
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Ursula K LeGuin "Words Are My Matter: Writings on Life and Books" (Canongate)




A great collection of essays and book reviews, many of which I've never read, in which Ursula K Le Guin manages to talk about imagination in ways that are smart, unsentimental and never cornball.

These are prescient, as everything seems to be now, as the designer for this book must have realized when they excerpted "Hard times are coming... We'll need writers who can remember freedom," but none of these essays predict the future, they just demonstrate an extreme intuition for human beingsand the things they do, including the fact that every book benefits from animals in it. "Then the dog showed upand I knew everything was all right."
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As we get older do you think we get weirder or at least more unconventional?

Is it in our DNA?

Or is it that uncertainty about the future and the undiscovered country that informs our conclusion that we don't give an eff anymore?
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Wonderful lie-in this morning. Too cosy to get up early. In fact, I listened to the radio and got out of bed around ten. Never feel guilty, I say.

I did pop into town this morning, as there was chores to do, and some other items I needed. It was cold, but sunny and dry, and around 2 degrees centigrade.

I posted off one item and then headed towards my local pub. I met Ewart for a few drinks and gave him his late Xmas pressie. The present was the Guardian Yearbook in hardback. It was from 2025 anyway, and I remembered buying it from the Fleurs Bookshop.

When I arrived back home, I hit the decks and spun some vinyl. An excellent LP from Rare Vinyl had arrived. It was the classic 1974 album by The Crusaders called "Southern Comfort". Just £17 for a copy in near mint condition.

Southern Comfort, Primary, 1 of 6

I just love really good jazz, jazz funk and fusion.

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