Mommy’s Business
by Bob Johnson
Her mother was in danger of “crashing,” the doctor told Kat, if she didn’t haul herself out of bed and do her rehab. The old lady had broken a hip a month earlier, and her urinary tract infections—though they responded well enough to antibiotics—returned like clockwork the instant the meds stopped.
In our weekend reading: interviews with Andrea Long Chu and John Sayles, Bon Iver’s notebook, and more.
In our afternoon reading: recommendations from Michelle Zauner, news of a book festival at Coney Island, and more.
In our morning reading: an interview with Mattie Lubchansky, revisiting a Pavement album, and more.
In our afternoon reading: an interview with Rebecca Fishow, reviews of books by Katie Kitamura and Nat Cassidy, and more.
Immersion, the duo of Malka Spigel and Colin Newman, have been making acclaimed music for a while, both as a duo and through their work in Minimal Compact and Wire, respectively. Their latest album, Nanocluster Vol. 3, is (as its title suggests) the third installment in a series of collaborations. This one teams them with New York’s stunning “ambient country” band SUSS; the result is an atmospheric, textured collection of music. I spoke with Spigel and Newman to learn more about this new album and their overall approach to the project.
In our morning reading: an interview with Dennis Cooper, thoughts on an album from The Chills, and more.
Leaving Kit Lacy
by David Summerfield
It was Sunday morning, when I got up, I could feel something heavy like a cop’s boot on my neck. Putting on my pants and shirt, I tied my shoes and went out into the parking lot. A rogue storm had left the sky dark and a wet film over everything. I sucked in a deep breath, heaved it back out, the air stale from all the wet trash. I stood listening to empty silence until city workers drifted in and started to clean it up. It wouldn’t be so bad when they got all this trash up, I thought, and I went to the motel lobby to get some coffee. I saw Joe and Les come through the neon haze looking like two apparitions. They came into the lobby, dropped their bags, and poured out some coffee.