Meanwhile this is my current longer-term read. Is this considered a “performative male” book? Feels like it has all the makings of one, but I’m really loving it so far.
My dad LOVES Tom Robbins. My brother HATES Tom Robbins. My brother calls him “a stupid person’s Pynchon” and “super misogynistic.” Those drastically different opinions leave me with no clue what to expect, but I’m making this my new “slow day at work” read.
Reviews/box office for Klara and the Sun are pretty dire. BUT I’m still gonna see it with the cautiously optimistic hope that it can’t POSSIBLY be as bad as Hurry Up Tomorrow.
I've seen some interviews with Billy Corgan this week where he proclaims himself to be one of the greatest songwriters of all time. Later-day crimes against music have you scoffing at such a proclamation; then you remember he wrote songs like this in his heyday...