What Eisendrath needs is the regeneration of pastoral romance, to orchestrate the end that is also a beginning.

It is rare I encounter a work that is so formally perfectly realized of itself that it is almost painfully exciting to read; the space of the page becomes increasingly charged from the precise and repeating shapes.

We need to hold each other in our fears and support each other in directing our actions, however fruitless they may sometimes seem.

The present is where Castro relishes his attention, but it’s a present layered with memory and subjectivity.

What Eisendrath needs is the regeneration of pastoral romance, to orchestrate the end that is also a beginning.

It is rare I encounter a work that is so formally perfectly realized of itself that it is almost painfully exciting to read; the space of the page becomes increasingly charged from the precise and repeating shapes.

The present is where Castro relishes his attention, but it’s a present layered with memory and subjectivity.

An existentialist dread runs throughout the narratives as they are marked by an exploration of the self, expressing the fears of a generation facing incredible challenges.

We need to hold each other in our fears and support each other in directing our actions, however fruitless they may sometimes seem.

An album based on a novel about a 2020’s apocalypse written in the 1990’s resonated with listeners in ways that I couldn’t have imagined when I started writing the songs many years ago.

I wanted to write about a lost Florida, my Florida, if you will. 

The human condition is one that has violence and unexpected death. We should always be asking how people move through it and come together again. How they endure.

In this sensitively observed collection, the freedom to define oneself is achieved not only through the rebellion against cultural constraints, but also the embrace of the provisional nature of identity.

No one can truly count on not ending up a montage of old photos, accompanied by piano music, a Hollywood voiceover, or a share button.

The rest of the academic world has left the subject behind because we, ostensibly, already have institutes and authors to cover this subject. This situation is not inevitable, but only the result of the political right staking their claim to the subject of antisemitism.

Freely/Dawe represent what they have produced as a translation when, by any fair definition of the word, it isn’t. To make matters worse—much worse—they misread the Turkish again and again.

In the immortal and ominous words of Prince Buster, “Enjoy yourself, it’s later than you think.”

“The Ostrich is the Key for the Future Development of all Mankind!”

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