Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrel:
I try to avoid any book that I see people reading on the train. It's not so much a stance against popular culture as it is an
egomaniacal need to feel above whatever it is others are interested in (I should probably take this up with a
therapist sometime). When Susanna Clark's massive tome made its US debut, dozens of readers lugged it around for months. I wrote it
off as an extension of the Harry Potter phenomenon and thought nothing more of it. A pity, really, as now that I'm lugging the book
around myself, I find it quite engaging. With lots of characters, side-stores and footnotes (that go on for pages) Clark
has crafted a pleasant world to get lost in.
A Young Adult Novel that I Cannot Mention:
A dear friend just signed a two book deal with a respected publisher. I was honered to read the first draft and offered lots of
suggestions and notes. Fortunately, the book really is good. There's nothing worse than having to tell a friend that their book,
band, artwork, poetry, or similar expression is . . . really great! No, really, you're totally talented!
I've been in that position more than once. It's hard to maintain a pleasant countenance when, deep down, you feel rather nauseous about the
whole thing. This experience was pleasantly different. I'll plug it when it's actually in book stores. For now, I've been sworn to
secrecy.
Chris Thomas King
In college, I spent countless hours listening to old, scratchy recordings of blues and folk music. I'd scores of albums, many of them from
the amazing Smithsonian Folkways catalog. Sadly, in the days before albums were
easily ripped to hard drive, I sold the entirety of my collection to (a very happy) used record store. I needed the cash to support
an incredibly stupid relationship. Chris Thomas King, with his extraordinary rendition of the classics, has reunited me with the
music that once meant so much to me. I've more or less forgotten about the girl.
His Name is Alive
Fuzzy, geek-synth, electronica from Michigan. With sexy vocals. I downloaded Detrola the other day but have yet to listen to it
extensively. I think it's good, but it requires a certain situation (and headphones) to be properly appreciated.
Information Aesthetics
I've been on the job interview circuit for the last couple of months. In countless conversations I'm asked "What sites to you read
regularly? Where do you draw inspiration?" The answer, inevitably, is Information Aesthetics. It's the sort of site that looks
great to prospective employers and has the benefit of actually being a source of great inspiration.
Machine Chicago is the current incarnation of a few websites that, taken together, have been in continuous operation since 1998. I don't have records of entries going back nearly that far. In the early days, the site was maintained by hand. Entries were often overwritten before a backup was made. I regret this oversight (though am somewhat grateful at the embarrassment it prevents).
Other entries were removed from the server as a matter of keeping house. Five years of entries can be a bit much to wade through.
What remains, however, is made available for your pleasure:
:: May 27 - June 2, 2007
:: May 20 - May 26, 2007
:: May 13 - May 19, 2007
:: April 8 - April 14, 2007
:: April 1 - April 7, 2007
:: March 25 - March 31, 2007
:: February 4 - February 10, 2007
:: December 24 - December 30, 2006
:: December 17 - December 23, 2006
:: October 22 - October 28, 2006
:: October 15 - October 21, 2006
:: September 17 - September 23, 2006
:: August 20 - August 26, 2006
:: July 30 - August 5, 2006
:: July 16 - July 22, 2006
:: July 9 - July 15, 2006
:: June 25 - July 1, 2006
:: June 18 - June 24, 2006
:: June 11 - June 17, 2006
:: June 4 - June 10, 2006
:: May 21 - May 27, 2006
:: May 14 - May 20, 2006
:: April 30 - May 6, 2006
:: April 23 - April 29, 2006
:: April 16 - April 22, 2006
:: April 9 - April 15, 2006