Author: PGR

  • sunken lands, rising remorselessly

    I guess now we get to start going on about how we liked him before he was popular. Congrats, Mike. Clip on and keep climbing—you’re leading a route that the rest of us can barely read, let alone send.

  • Fables of the deconstruction: Salmon (2020), An Event, Perhaps

    Nice little biography of Derrida, this. A more manageable size than many of the man’s own books, it does a neat job of relating the philosopher and the philosophy, without being a hagiography in the case of the former, nor a full-bore “reading” in the case of the latter. Which makes it perhaps the ideal…

  • 10NOV20 / accessions

    Strong packaging game here, though it clearly created enough suspicion with Swedish customs that they decided to open the bag in order to check that I wasn’t importing something more dubious than an obscure small-press sf mag. (Though what could be more dubious than that, I ask you?)

  • Prayers for the damned: Nick Cave Alone at Alexandra Palace

    There’s something strange, to me, about modern cinemas—the architectural interiority of them, I mean. Perhaps it’s because I’ve been to them so infrequently over the course of my life, leaving my experience of them to be a series of lurching momentary mutations rather than a steady evolution of form; I don’t know. But it feels…

  • 06NOV20 / accessions