Why I Write (About Music)
I have two of Brian Eno’s Oblique Strategies index cards taped to my monitor. They are supposed to motivate me while slowly radiating guilt. Obliquely, I guess. One reads: Not…
Recent posts
Rumpus Articles
“Narcocorrido’s”: Music About The Drug Cartels
“In San Jose, Costa Rica, they took him prisoner, now the whole world knows how the ballad begins of Rafael Caro Quintero.” These are the some lyrics to an older…
Edgar Allan Poe Is Dead
Okay, so Poe died a really long time ago, but the good news is, according to The Guardian, he’s finally getting a real funeral. “It began badly when he was found,…
A little bit of film history
Via Daily Dish, an amazing hand-tinted 1899 Lumiere film of a Serpentine dance.
Lit Mag Editors Should Do This, Too
“… Professor Sandel says a “philosophically frank” university should tell those it rejects that “we don’t regard you as less deserving than those who were admitted” and that “it is…
The Rumpus Sunday Book Review Supplement
It’s Sunday, and the Rumpus has lots of great stuff for you this week, including a Supersized Original Combo with Rebecca Wolff.
The Rumpus Sunday Book Blog Roundup
Americans think the most annoying expression ever is “whatever,” especially midwestern, Latino, non-college graduates under the age of 45 who make less than a hundred thousand a year. Yes, they…
Poetic Lives Online: Links by Brian Spears
The Sycamore Review paid someone for a poem. It cost them a quarter and the poem was written on a bar napkin. Sounds like a worthwhile trade. Kent Johnson on…
But Not for Long
Michelle Wildgen’s second novel traces the residents of a sustainable-food co-op through crises, adjustments, and reinventions.
Science Saturday
The jokes write themselves sometimes–on the same day that the sitting President of the US wins the Nobel Peace Prize, we bombed the moon. To be fair, we had warned…