Francisque Sarcey was Paris’s most celebrated critic in the 1890s, and one of its most conservative. He famously panned Alfred Jarry’s Ubu Roi as “a filthy fraud that deserves nothing but the silence of contempt,” and praised light, commercial fare. Not surprisingly, he became an object of derision for young poets and artists. Nobody took […]
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April 1st, 2017 · No Comments
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As our society grows more conservative and conformist, it doesn’t take much to be considered an eccentric. And it will only get worse, I’m afraid…
October 26th, 2015 · 2 Comments
Bill Ectric has interviewed me about my translation of The Zombie of Great Peru, by Pierre-Corneille Blessebois, published earlier this year by Black Scat Books. It’s over at a site called Red Fez.
August 11th, 2014 · No Comments
I don’t want to be the pope in Rome, Sitting underneath Saint Peter’s dome. When the cardinals come knocking, Then I guess that I’ll start locking My door, and send those hopeful clerics home. That’s the first of four verses; the accompaniment is slated for viola and tuba, but here it is in a form […]
December 24th, 2013 · No Comments
I wrote this for the Holiday Recording Party, which Meg Reichardt organizes every year in Brooklyn. You can hear it over here; joining me are Doug Roesch on guitar and Ralph Hamperian on tuba. Poor little Jim and May! I hope your holidays are better than theirs.
September 5th, 2013 · 5 Comments
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June 19th, 2013 · 4 Comments
But then, who isn’t?
September 5th, 2012 · No Comments
A round on an epigram from Benjamin De Casseres.
December 16th, 2011 · 2 Comments
I drew this in my notebook at school, rather than listen to the teacher. I think it was in middle school — then, of course, called junior high.