Christopher O'Riley just finished reading Thomas Pynchon’s latest shaggy-dog novel, Bleeding Edge. he’s always happiest, it seems, steeped in byzantine webs of paranoiac conspiracies, and never more so than here, where he out-cyberpunks William Gibson while trawling through not the near future, but the recent past. 9/11 is the centerpoint of an anum of virtual reality technology, …
just finished reading another collection of Philip K. Dick short stories, I Hope I Shall Arrive Soon, compiled by a former executor of the PKD estate, and certainly the most sympathetic of his advocates, Paul Williams, who wrote the exemplary piece on PKD for Rolling Stone. much darker than The Golden Man collection, and more …
From the Top did a live taping to celebrate the 40th Anniversary of the National Music Museum in Vermillion, SD this past Sunday. The kids played a Gamelan orchestra together, our young guitarist got to sample some of Gibson’s earliest guitars, and I got to play on two beautiful fortepianos, one Schantz reproduction, for a …
just finished reading Philip K. Dick’s novel Clans of the Alphane Moon. the lunatics have taken over the asylum; actually a rock in the Alpha system has been abandoned, the inhabitants all certifiable psychotics, left to fend for themselves and become a viable community. the satellite becomes a chit in an intergalactic supremacy battle, each …
just finished reading one of Philip K. Dick’s rare non-sci-fi novels, Confessions of a Crap Artist. a domestic drama of a crackpot family and their friends in 50’s Marin, told by a quartet of narrators (a device more often used by the various contemporary overrated New Yorker fiction writers, but here used much more deftly …