A Thousand Interlinked Details: Maybe the People Would Be the Times by Luc Sante
With so much to hear in every moment, for Sante, the page is a score, the world a song.
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...moreOver at the New York Review of Books, Luc Sante riffs on living through reggae in the late seventies: I bought the record at the time it was on the Jamaican charts, from some punk store in downtown Manhattan. I first heard it at Isaiah’s, a dance club that materialized every Thursday night in a […]
...moreThere’s always that longing to say everything and nothing at once, that yearning for the moment I forget I am myself.
...more“I won’t pretend to specialize or present myself as an expert in anything,” says Luc Sante, introducing his blog, Pinakothek. “Subjectivity is my middle name, a trick memory is my pack mule, and self-contradiction is my trusty old jackknife.” Sante proceeds to dazzle with a stream of images of odd, out-of-the-way, intensely interesting artifacts. Each […]
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