It has been a long time, but it was the first book i picked up by this extraordinary author, and in the three days that followed, i took vacation time to finish everything he wrote to that point, like some spooky, outragious, but all-too-real charater he creates. I stayed up all night with Americana, rereading, like a dog in front of a television, looking for a sign, trying to figure out how he does it; punctuation, usage, phrases just the way you hear them, the way you think thoughts. Boo!
....Now i wait for his next book like somereligious nut looking for a sign.
....The way it was for"White Noise," coming back from the book store on a Cambridge bus, laughing out loud like a refugee from McClean Hospital two doses short of a good day. Well insured upper-middle americans dropping their designer children off at the College on the Hill. (I can't belive i paid all that tuition).
....If you live in nyc, please read about Bucky Wonderlick, the rock star who I believe still lives on "Great Jones Street" trying to get it up for his next recovery/comback, the character who opened my eyes to the bankruptcy of modern Rock n Roll, and the a-holes that Jim Morrision et. al. were. And the death of his girlfriend, the saddest thing i ever read.
...."Libra," and i quote: "seven seconds of light and heat that broke the back of the American Century," extraordinary, and true like Occam's (sp?) razor. Kennedy's fate for what it was, the begining of the end, like Tattoos and noserings.
......Read them all....Bring tissues.
...If you put a monkey and a typewriter together for 4 billion years, it would not come to this, not even close. It must be aliens in his head! This stuff is the good S__t!