Mike Galinsky, an author who wrote Scraps and filmmaker who made Half-Cocked, is working on a new book of photos he took in 1989, when Galinksy and some friends drove across the country visiting malls. You can see a slideshow of the images at msnbc.com.
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So I am sitting here typing out an interview I did with Waka Flocka Flame and I get an email from Rhymesayers’s Recording artist Eyedea trying to sell me a poetry book. I guess he makes poetry books with his grandma:
NEW EYEDEA POETRY BOOK FOR SALE!!!!!!!!!!
For those who were unaware, my Grandma and I made 300 one of kind poetry books a few months ago. We named it “IM NOT ME”
Now we have another one called “AM I WONDERFUL.” Artwork by my grandma, and colored by my little cousin. This edition is limited to 100 copies only. Each book will be signed, autographed and numbered and have unique and one of a kind cover art. Hurry up and buy, these things go fast! Thank you.
follow link below to buy.
If you haven’t heard, Matthew Specktor wrote a semi-autobiographical novel called That Summertime Sound about a nameless Los Angeles protagonist who spends a between-college summer in Columbus in the mid ’80s. The book is chock-full of thinly veiled references to Columbus locales and figures past and present (e.g. Mick Divvens/Boys from Nowhere become Nic Devine/Lords of Oblivion, Ron House becomes Gary Hauser, Used Kids Records becomes School Daze Records, and on and on).
The book is getting mixed reviews on the message board, but I imagine there will be a pretty good turnout for the free reading at the Wexner Center Wednesday night at 7pm. (I guess this is Wexner Center Week on Donewaiting.) I’m mostly hoping Ron House and others mentioned in the book will show up to say their piece.
Also, if you wanna hear people like James Franco, J. Mascis, Gwyneth Paltrow and Morgan Freeman read excerpts from the book, check out the TSS website.
Video of a book release party, containing a performance by J. Mascis, after the jump. Continue reading
I just finished reading Dean Wareham‘s memoir, Black Postcards. Highly recommended. Dean gives an honest look at his life, from childhood to Galaxie 500 and then onward to Luna. Dean certainly didn’t hold back on any punches. It paints a career that when it was high, it was okay, and when it was low, it could only go lower.
There’s drugs, there’s cheating, there’s sold out shows and shows that bomb. Throughout it all, Wareham doesn’t make being in a rock and roll band seem glamorous. With each minor success there ‘s little time to enjoy it as it seems like everything is about to fall apart at any given moment.
I’ve posted an MP3 of each of Dean’s projects. If I were you, I’d gobble down every record he’s even looked at.