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Balzac the Intern, and Other News
By
Dan Piepenbring
September 29, 2014
On the Shelf
A drawing of Balzac attributed to Achille Devéria, ca. 1820.
Our poetry editor, Robyn Creswell,
interviewed the Moroccan writer Abdelfattah Kilito
: “A writer was a sort of
creator
, naturally, but I always liked to think of him as a reader as well—a great reader. By way of his writing, I tried to make out, or guess at, what he’d read. A sort of literary voyeurism. And the writer would often show his hand, as though by chance. I felt a wonderful sense of complicity when I was able to recognize a title, or a line of poetry, or an allusion.”
Once he’d graduated from the Sorbonne,
Balzac took an internship at a Paris law firm
. “An intern is to the Civil Service what a choirboy is to the Church, or what an army child is to his Regiment, or what rats and sidekicks are to Theatres: innocent, gullible, and blinded by illusions,” he wrote in 1841’s
The Physiology of the Employee.
On Scorsese’s new
NYRB
doc, which debuted this weekend: “Most literary publications, running smoothly, are
about as well suited to cinematic narrative as a long-term janitorial project
. Scorsese has attempted to pep things up by casting the
Review
as a front-lines political journal with a rock-star stable of writers. The result is forced, befuddled, and frequently weird. Still, it’s a fine introduction to the long arc of the paper’s history.”
The art of recording: John Vanderslice quit his job as a waiter at Chez Panisse to open one of the most innovative recording studios in the country. His mantra: “
sloppy hi-fi
,” which means “capturing loose, spontaneous performances on the best microphones in the world. It means gritting a pretty song with white noise, pink noise, high-quality distortion (not an oxymoron: ‘It
has
to be high-quality distortion’), tube amps, and tube compressors, and also by physically distressing and damaging the tape. Basically, Vanderslice wants powers of violence over the loveliest sounds.”
Today in highly unforeseen merchandise:
“Prufrock”-themed flats
. “These flats feature a mix of lines from the poem and theme collage imagery (peaches, mermaids, coffee spoons, etc). The edges and flexible areas of the flats are black for an extra accent.” (Also available:
Pride and Prejudice
and
Catcher in the Rye
flats.)
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