Thea Gilmore vs The Algorithm

I’ve loved Thea Gilmore’s music for decades. Now she wants people to pay close attention by making it harder to find, temporary. She composites people’s voicenotes into a song, posts it for a while, removes it. This one’s about power hiding. It’s here: www.theagilmore.net/echo

This is fantastic. She’s done a few of these, under the grouping of The Echoline, and I should listen to more of them

I wasn’t sure about artists crowdsourcing ideas. Isn’t the whole point (without getting too disgracefully pretentious) that artistic types burn with urgent ideas that simply must come bursting from them? Isn’t the voice, in the sense of their point of view, their take, their framing, all an artist has? The rest of it is just technique, and can be taught.

The Echoline could be just a way to garner ideas and apply twenty years of craftsmanship, and nothing wrong with that. Their voice is in how they craft. I think it’s more than that though: the point isn’t the source, it’s the transience. If something isn’t online, the algorithm can’t slurp it into its raddled gut like an Mr Creosote, and compost it down in the bubbling digestive juices. (I’ll make my excuses and leave before we get to the next part of that metabolic process).

Then there’s scarcity value. By removing it, the song stops being another entry on the ‘to listen’ streaming playlist. When something’s scarce, we focus on it more, and value it more. It’s a far more authentic way of getting to your audience than TikTok flummery.

The Cold Cold Ground by Adrian McKinty

Gripping and atmospheric, Harry’s Game-esque, but the realism is undermined by weird solecisms and a largely unnecessary infodump at the end.

Catholic RUC detective sergeant Duffy thinks he might be on the trail of Northern Ireland’s first unaligned serial killer (several people point out that it’s only the first because psychopaths in Ulster could just join whichever bunch of paramilitaries they preferred and have sectarian cover for all the killing they could desire) - but The Troubles won’t stay out of it. Nobody quite says ‘are you a Catholic serial killer or a Protestant serial killer?’ although it gets close.

It’s palpably in the real world - the Maze hunger strikes, Gerry Adams, Thatcher, pop bands are the background and the plot hinges on one other very real part of The Troubles - but some sloppiness unsuspends disbelief in a story that tries to rely on realism: nobody wore sweatpants in 1981 in the UK, we had tracksuit bottoms or possibly ski pants, skunk didn’t arrive till ten years later, and some bits of dialogue are anachronistic, for example.

The homophobia does ring true, and it’s relevant to the story, not just dropped in for colour. Police top brass snigger about ‘benders’ in the same way that my friends and I used to. We were schoolboys rather than senior RUC officers though, which makes a big difference.

Distracting enough, but slapdash about its world while trying to insist it’s real.

Read: Karla’s Choice by Nick Harkaway 📚Le Carre’s son picks his father’s Smiley/Karla rivalry. Superb. Enough to make me reconsider my proscription on works that fills in holes in the canonical texts. #booksky #sky #readingcommunity

Want to read: The Testament of Mary by Colm Toibin 📚 #litfic

Review: Rothstein - The Criminal Genius Who Fixed The World Series

Read: Rothstein by David Pietrusza 📚

This book is a huge achievement. It takes a high-living New York grifter who got shot by a victim of one of his ripoffs and makes a dull plodding story of it.

Arthur Rothstein was a fixer, gambler and scammer in early 20th century New York, lurching between poker games with showbiz impresarios, buying race courses, drug running, arguments with Hearst, flings with showgirls, a rift with his Orthodox Jew family, to hanging round on streetcorners in the early hours to shark homeless losers. He’s apparently the model for Fitzgerald’s Gatsby.

It’s pitched as ‘the life and times of the criminal genius who fixed the World Series’ but that’s about three chapters, and they’re all about who might’ve met whom in what New York hotel room, what they might’ve said, and how they subsequently screwed each other over. That sounds fascinating but it’s all written in such plodding unsuspenseful prose that any sense of forward movement is lost.

Rather than digging into the person, the narrative is drowned in detail - lists of semi-relevant characters, details of court cases that don’t really go anywhere. Pietrusza doesn’t corrall the many many facts into a coherent story, and I ran out of patience.

Every time I get a website asking ‘are you human?’ I need them to offer a tickbox for ‘no, I am dancer’. Even though I’m one of the least dancey people known to mankind.

Yesteryear review

Yesteryear: A Novel

There’s a reason this has been punted as a beach-read, and I can see why it’s sold so well. It presses all the right buttons, and the prose style is closer to your common or garden woman-in-danger tropey psychological thriller than literary. That’s not a bad thing at all as literary style is often annoying and wanky, but it does mean that the book aquaplanes over the inner world of characters rather going any deeper. It’s quite happy with the therapy speak explanation - exactly what the main character’s audience is getting from this is constricted to her snarky comments about them, rather than pushing into anything deeper, or even wider. It’s a limitation of having a superficial first person narrator.

It sticks to the convention of a last act twist too, though it’s been one of the candidates for the ending right from the start, and I didn’t really buy it.

Read: Calling by Inger Ash Wolfe 📚Scandinoir in central Ontario. Scanadia-noir? Jaded small town detective catches a religious nutjob serial killer. Thoughtful and atmospheric. #booksky #books #readingcommunity

Read: Next of Kin by Kia Abdullah 📚Aunt kills toddler nephew. It’s and accident. Or is it? Kinda courtroom, kinda psychological, thriller. Fast, tropey read, which is not a bad thing. #booksky #books #readingcommunity

Read: The Age of Wonder by Holmes, Richard 📚British scientists and breakthroughs in the wider culture where they happened, from about 1760 to 1830. Sounds pedestrian but it’s rivetting storytelling. #books #readingcommunity #booksky

Read: Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. 📚Gleefully weird and Vonneguts gonna Vonnegut. He seems to slip under the ‘problematic’ radar with some of his language. He’s using it to making a point, but that doesn’t always stop the Bad Word Police. So it goes. #books #readingcommunity #booksky

Read: Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut Jr. 📚Very, very belatedly read this and remembered how weird and good Vonnegut is. Grim, black humour and immensely readable. So it goes. #books #readingcommunity #booksky

Graham Greene made spy novels respectable, but he (probably) never stopped spying himself. I interviewed the director of the Graham Greene Festival about Greene’s writing, spying, and friendship with Kim Philby.

#books #booksky #readingcommunity

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Quick question. What does ‘the privilege of my life’ actually mean?

Read: Agent Sniper by Tim Tate 📚Real life Zelig-esque Polish spy/defector (and massive fantasist) in the Cold War, clearly written and researched. A good read.#booksky #books #reading

Pulp Asylum has just published my latest short story, The Man Who Said Too Much, which features an ice storm, stealing old chairs, and a Russian genius. Read it here: bit.ly/4y6ypBF #crime #thriller #amwriting #writingcommunity #writersky

Read: Autocracy, Inc. by Anne Applebaum 📚 on audiobook, which came out two years ago. So much of what @anneapplebaum.wsocial.eu says about countries run by greedy narcissistic bullies could now be said about the US. #booksky #books #reading

Read: Loitering with Intent by Muriel Spark 📚 One of those ‘how autobiographical is this?’ games about a struggling 1940s writer. Snarky and funny and far more tricksy than I expected. #reading #books #booksky

Read: The Pretender by Jo Harkin 📚Peasant Pretender puppeteered by powerful Plantagenet proponents. Wolf Hall minus the portentousness. #booksky #reading #books

Read: London Falling by Patrick Radden Keefe 📚As in his ‘Say Nothing’, Keefe clearly disentangles a lot of complicated world views and confabulations to illuminate a particular world, though the overarching story isn’t as sharply defined. #reading #books #booksky

Read: The Sisters Brothers by Patrick deWitt 📚Cormac McCarthy with a sense of humour and optimism, and also an editor, and all the more likeable for it. #books #reading #booksky

Read: Last One Out A Novel by Jane Harper 📚Her usual territory: resident returns to Australian small town and insular relationships (often between 3 male friends) which led to a tragedy a few years before. Realistic characters, well observed interactions, but nothing new. #booksky #reading #books