Books about musicians can go wrong in a very familiar way. They turn into prestige montages. The first guitar. The first gig. The terrible manager. The genius. The drugs. The breakup. The comeback. The legend. Everybody gets a dramatic entrance and a carefully placed wound. The prose tries on a leather jacket. Somewhere in the…
A lot of people hear the phrase experimental music and immediately brace themselves. I get it. It sounds like homework. It sounds like you’re about to be handed a reading list and a warning that this next part is “challenging but important.” It can sound less like music you fall in love with and more…
A lot of writing about loneliness in Japanese fiction settles into the same set of props very quickly. Quiet rooms. Solitary meals. City lights. Emotional reserve. A person staring out a window while the weather does half the literary work. I get why that version sticks. Plenty of Japanese novels do handle loneliness with unusual…