So what's going on...
Terrible neck pain. Out of nowhere. Keeping me from doing anything. Annoying.
Got my book tour schedule sorted out mostly:
Book Soup Los Angeles, CA Wednesday July 1 7:00 pm www.booksoup.com
I've been there once before, on the Gravity's Rainbow book tour. Which was funny because that book didn;t have anything but pictures. So I just went up and sort of described it.
Some people asked what I'd be doing next. I said I was working on a book about what it was like to work in porno movies. Some PBSy looking people in the back turned a little green.
David Lynch is there this weekend. Hard to beat that, I suppose. I'm watching Twin Peaks right now.
Agent Cooper is schmoozing up Jacques Renault--or is it Jean?
Agent Cooper's so nice to everybody. He's a hero but he's not like a normal hero--he's upright and upstanding, but not at all boring or too-nice. He;s not ever even impatient or arrogant or condescending with people around him even though he;s always way ahead of them.
ANYWAY, the next date is:
Rumpus Room San Francisco, CA Tuesday July 7 Time not yet determined therumpus.net/
This is one of those multi-media events full of sex-positive type lesbians doing poems and performances and whatever. It is always hard to know how or what to read at a thing like this.
I will just have to boyish-charm through it, is my strategy.
Lots of people have gotten hold of fireworks already. They keep setting them off outside. Traditionally, a person typing a message to you on a computer is obliged to complain about people making noise offscreen.
But I don't care, let 'em.
Deputy Andy just shot Jacques Renault. He looks exactly the way I looked the first time I ever shot a gun and hit what I was aiming at. Simultaneously serious and surprised.
Moe's Books Berkeley, CA Wednesday July 8 7:30 PM www.moesbooks.com
Maybe my uncle will be there. I should call him I guess. I got a bunch of cigars for him here.
then we got...
City Lights San Francisco, CA Thursday July 9 7:00 PM www.citylights.com
City Lights is serious literary turf.
They had to book this date like 8 months in advance. Founded by Lawrence Ferlinghetti. Their press published Allen Ginsberg, Bukowski, Andre Breton, others.
Some people walk into a place where there's history and they just like that a lot. I'm not really like that for some reason. Maybe because I'm from washington DC where shit is always going down, and it always looks and feels like fuck-all.
Speaking of fuck-all:
Barnes and Nobles New Haven, CT Monday July 13 6:00 pm
I am famous in New Haven, Connecticut. Why? Because once I went to the Book Trader coffee shop and ordered a roast beef and goat cheese sandwich and they were out of bread so I got it on two cookies. Went back 5 years later and the clerks were still talking about it.
That's how boring New Haven Connecticut is.
Museum of Sex NY Tuesday July 14 7:30 PM http://www.museumofsex.com/
This will be me and I think Jonathan Ames--who got interviewed on SG, too, once, and I think Aimee Bender or somebody? I don't know. Anyway. We'll read then talk about the challenges of making art about sex.
My thesis will roughly be about how challenging it is to not make art about sex.
"Cannot read disk"? Fuck you, DVD player.
McNally Jackson Booksellers NY Wednesday 15-Jul 7:00 PM mcnallyjackson.com/
I got nothing to say here. Soho. It's a book store.
St. Mark's NY Thursday 16-Jul 7:30 PM www.stmarksbookshop.com/NASApp/store/IndexJsp
This place is like home. Just downstairs from the Cooper Union dorms--where I lived when I first moved to NYC. I used to go downstairs every day and pour (pore?) through the artbooks. NYC Lower East Side scenester Fly works there, or did. I have no idea where there's supposed to be room to read in there.
Skylight Books Los Angeles, CA Friday July 31 7:30 pm www.skylightbooks.com
This is like my new home. It's good to live near a book store. I went in there once and the guy;s like "Hey , our local celebrity" and I was like Seriously, man, we are in East Hollywood, I cannot even remotely qualify as a celebrity here. Danzig lives around the corner.
Though, then I thought--maybe I am the closest thing around here to a celebrity that ever goes into a bookstore.
Which is weird--LA is pretty anti-book. I saw Dennis Cooper read and like, 30 people showed up. One of the biggest literary writers living and like 30 people. I read up in Portland and there was a 7$ cover and 75 people showed up. Fucking Los Angeles.
Of course soon there won't even be bookstores.
Bookslut Chicago, IL Tuesday August 4 7:30 pm http://www.bookslut.com/readings.html
Speaking of dematerialization, I don't even know what Bookslut is. A physical place? A festival? An event? A magazine?
Their site has this lumpy picture of a woman reading a book in sort of that soft, underdrawn, not-too-edgy-though-naked, soothing-colored "tampon-commercial-animation" style.
It evokes many a thing:
-if you are a "slut" for "books"--that is, read them indiscriminately (and yes, I know, you don't--you are a smart and discerning reader because you're reading this but anyway...) --then you are probably a woman and this site knows that.
George Orwell summarized his own research on the subject:
It is not true that men don't read novels, but it is true that there are whole branches of fiction that they avoid. Roughly speaking, what one might call the average novel ï¿½ the ordinary, good-bad, Galsworthy-and-water stuff which is the norm of the English novel ï¿½ seems to exist only for women. Men read either the novels it is possible to respect, or detective stories.
(nowadays one would add sci-fi, horror, spy novels and, legal thrillers to the men's-possible-novel list, but the point is basically the same)
-The site--like so many products of our times--seems to recognize that the word "slut" is exciting, and yet completely fails to even pretend to deliver on the promise of the word. oh well.
Any Chicago tips would be appreciated.
Now is one of the most poignant and beautiful moments in all of art history--the part of Twin Peaks season 2, episode 1 where Agent Cooper gets shot and thinks he is going to die and is laying on the floor talking to Diane into his tape recorder. Bleeding alone dying on a wood panelled floor.
He says all the things he wishes he had done: "I would like to climb a tall hill...not too tall..."
anyway after Chicago, it's:
Bumbershoot fest Seattle Sept 6
Bumbershoot is some kind of big cultural fest. Bands will be there. Because it has to apply to both me and them, the contract is really long. I get paid though.
They tell me then maybe Minneapolis. Then maybe the UK.
Agent Cooper is saying:
"When the will is invoked, the recuperative powers of the physical body are simply extraordinary."
I hope so. Fucking neck. Invoking the will.