Post by Horned Gramma on Aug 12, 2011 8:05:27 GMT -8
Here's the thing -- to read Infinite Jest on your own and of your own accord is one thing. To be the guy in a book club who shows up and throws that shit down on the table and says 'You cats got four weeks to read this and then we're going to talk about it so I can pontificate on all the stuff you missed because you were reading it so damn fast, but that's okay because I've read it like nine times and here is my own marked and annotated copy and I will now demonstrate how smart and clever and cool I am for all of you' is another thing entirely.
I think you should go along with it but then have all the other people in the book club go in on a custom t-shirt for that guy that says You Are The World's Biggest Douche, and then on the back it says Thanks for Robbing Me of Any Enjoyment I Would Have Gotten From This Book Under Any Other Circumstances.
I just finished re-reading "Scar Tissue" by Anthony Keidis. It was fucking great, again. Now that I'm unemployed I'm gonna try and read a bunch of the books I've been putting off. Only problem is now I'm poor and can't afford to buy the books I wanna read... And who really goes to the library these days.
Yes, but only because it was the only book I had out of storage. And I'm amp'd for the new cd. I was looking through what I have now out of storage and from my parentS. I think I'm gonna read "The Postman Always Rings Twice" -James M Cain
Last Edit: Aug 12, 2011 16:59:21 GMT -8 by z3phyr13
I like this book club! You doing Finnegan's Wake next?
Naked Lunch actually.
No, the other books they picked are very book-clubby, like Life of Pi and Middlesex and Hunger Games. I think it's exactly what HG was saying - one douchebag who wants to look smart in front of a bunch of girls. But I'll take him down a peg.
Post by interstateeight on Aug 13, 2011 16:02:26 GMT -8
OBVIOUS SOLUTION: HG writes an opening takedown, and drew has a little earpiece in his ear and a microphone on his collar, and every time this douchebag responds, HG brings the motherfucking hate to drew's ear, who spits it with a violent fury. Also this all goes on youtube.
I read it a few (three or four) years ago. Easy read, good story and had a few moments of great perspective-imbuing, e.g., there are one or two holy shit you're the worst anecdotes that I still remember from reading it.
Post by Blacksmile on Aug 16, 2011 10:16:15 GMT -8
I've heard that book is an interesting read.
Opposite to your review, I am in the midst of reading Scott Weiland's Not Dead & Not For Sale, and it is terrible. I know that most rock stars autobiography's are not Pulitzer material, but this is atrociously bad. Each chapter is about 2-3 pages long and seems to be written by a junior high student. I thought that with his addiction issues and the comapny he's kept there would be some interesting stories but the book is lacking in them. It seems to be a series of random thoughts with no follow through. Like most of Weiland's music, this is not recommended.
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I wouldn't be surprised if you are picturing me peeling a carrot with a staple gun.
Post by Horned Gramma on Aug 16, 2011 10:20:29 GMT -8
When I was much younger I read Ray Davies' autobiography, X-Ray. It was absurdly stupid; like, long passages about how he 'invented' distortion for guitars or 'the greatest blowjob of my life'. I mean, this guy was squarely in the middle of the British Invasion and all he had to say amounted to him sounding like a self-aggrandizing septuagenarian pervert.