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...language and a clear scope on the darkness out there, an impoverished artist on the high rim of his middle years, a writer whose books until Horses had never sold more than 2,500 copies in hard-cover, and here, with recognition and cash at last on his cheap tin plate, he wouldn't talk...
...could be logical to settle for a breastplate of tin foil over an empty heart. One could argue that we are here for one purpose only: to work--and more precisely, to prove to the world that I, former king of Podunk high, am the next Albert Einstein, Thomas Aquinas and Arturo Toscanini all wrapped...
...variously a Trotskyite, a socialist, a pacifist, an anarchist and an aging camp follower of the student lefties of '68. Yet despite his lack of discipline and consistency, many of his essays remain classics: consider his merciless dissection of the Revised Standard Version of the Bible. Reading that often tin-eared update of the beloved King James, Macdonald wrote, "is like walking through an old city that has just been given, if not a saturation bombing, a thorough going-over." As a satirical gadfly, cultural critic and detector of cant, Macdonald was a worthy successor to the sage of Baltimore...
...more so than could ever be true of any louder type of pop, the Sugargliders' songs become vanilla-flavored background music whenever you can't pay enough attention to them, whether that's because you're listening while writing a paper, or because your speakers turn all tones to tin. Listen loud, however--especially to the long last two tracks, "90 Days of Moths and Rust" and "Top 40 Sculpture"--and the novelty in these interlocking acoustic guitar tones and undulating beats moves in, and stays for weeks. Whichever Meadows brother is singing-- or half-singing, half-speaking--sets...
...oscillating incarnations of post-teenage despair, as if a male lounge-jazz singer were suddenly infused with the authentic spirit of the late Joy Division. "Conchita," which I think is a plain old love song (though it's real hard to tell), does all the work of a classic Tin Pan Alley composition on only two chords at a time, shifting back and forth between 'em in a way that Versus, if you've heard of Versus, very much wish they could. "Salsa Garden" has nothing to do with salsa, except that the whole song almost drowns under a thick...