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Month: October 2022

Bottom of the Top #44

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As we move into the last few Bottom of the Top posts, where I consider the songs which were at #40 on the Billboard charts during this week in various years, I have decided that one year was enough, and I will not be continuing these posts into 2023. It was fun, and a BIG nostalgia trip, but it isn’t the kind of project I want to continue indefinitely. I will still offer up occasional music posts, but they will be more centered around a single song, or artist, or topic, or memory.

1977: The Steve Miller Band, “Swingtown”

Oh yeah, this song. I probably heard it when it first came out, and on the radio first on contemporary, and then (and now) classical stations. That opening guitar riff. The opening “ooOOOOOOOOOOOooooOOoooo” hits me right in the nostalgias and I don’t recall a time when “Swingtown” was not part of my life. My strongest association is riding the bus, which means it was still on heavy rotation in the years that followed, as in 1977 I was a walk-three-blocks-to-school latchkey kid in our little town of Parma.

1982: Pat Benetar, “Shadows of the Night”

“Shadows of the Night” received a lot of radio play, and I heard it a lot while milking cows, Sunday mornings and afternoons. Also probably on the bus on the way to and from eights grade. However, being thirteen at the time, I was probably so wrapped up in hormone-fed angst that I didn’t pay a lot of attention. Plus at the time, for comfort, I spent a lot of time listening to the local country station and its rotation of about thirty songs.

1987: Michael Bolton, “That’s What Love Is All About”

I never really got into Michael Bolton. I acknowledge his talent, but there is something about his voice and general vibe, at least when it comes to easy-listening music, which grates on my nerves. Or maybe I just associate him with unsuccessful attempts at romance in my late teens. Yeah, that’s probably it.

1992: Bad Company, “How About That”

I first saw this video when putting together this post. I say that with confidence because I certainly would have remembered the dude in the armor. I have no specific memory of “How About That” but I probably heard it somewhere. I get some definite “If You Needed Somebody” vibes, but that’s probably just because Bad Company has such a distinct sound.

1997: H-Town, “They Like It Slow”

I’ve never heard “They Like It Slow” before but, well, I like it, and the video is a lot of fun.

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November Nigh

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New Books for the Week of October 23, 2022

November is nigh. It is not quite here, but it looms, casting the shadow of NaNoWriMo backward in time from a couple of days in the future.

This was another excellent week for new arrivals at the Library of Winkelman Abbey.

The first three are publications from Lakeshore Literary, a new-ish local literary concern which grew, in a sense, out of the demise of Caffeinated Press. Owner Jason Gillikin has done a stellar job in launching this new company, and I was happy to support them by purchasing their anthology Surface Reflections, as well as issues one and two of The Lakeshore Review.

Next up is Cormac McCarthy‘s eagerly-anticipated new book, The Passenger, which I picked up from local wunderkind bookstore Books & Mortar.

Next up is the Fall 2022 edition of Peninsula Poets, from the Poetry Society of Michigan. This is probably the only subscription I will continue into the new year.

And next is a long awaited reward from a Kickstarter run by Neil Clarke at Clarkesworld Magazine: A Summer Beyond Your Reach, a collection of short fiction from Chinese author Xia Jia. This project has suffered some significant slings and arrows, including COVID, difficulties coordinating between persons in the USA and China, one of the principles of the project suffering some serious health problems, and ongoing supply chain disruptions. It was originally scheduled to be published in November of 2019, and given the events of the past few years it is a small miracle that the book made it to print at all. But it is here now, and it is absolutely beautiful, and everyone involved should be proud of the accomplishment.

In reading news, I took a break from periodicals to dive into some of the recent book acquisitions, including Marissa Lingen‘s collection of short stories Monstrous Bonds, and the new collection of Jim Harrison’s nonfiction, The Search for the Genuine. Now I’m back at the magazines again, with the recent issue of Poetry in front of me, and possibly one more issue of Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet before the end of the month, which happens at, er, midnight tomorrow.

In writing news, I am about as ready as possible for NaNoWriMo, and counting the hours until November 1.

I had an interesting writer experience a couple of days ago. I was eating lunch at work and reading the new issue of  Poetry, when I read a line in Troy Osaki‘s poem “Despedida for the Last Despedida,” and a short story suddenly appeared in my head, set in the world I assembled for the previous two NaNoWriMo stories, fully plotted and partially written. Being at work, I didn’t have time to do more than write down a couple of evocative lines in my journal which will, hopefully, serve to keep the story in my memory long enough to put together a first draft.

This experience is a good reminder that while we should “read well”, as Karen Lord advised her audience at ConFusion 2015, we should also read broadly, as inspiration can come from anywhere, and ideas can be triggered by anything.

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Bottom of the Top #43

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Late October means football games, cider, picking apples, sleet, Halloween, and angst. Sometimes all in the same day.

1977: The Carpenters, “Calling Occupants of Interplanetary Craft”

This is just a weird song, which I don’t think I have heard before. I had not heard it until putting together this post and, having heard it, I don’t like it.

1982: The Pointer Sisters, “I’m So Excited”

“I’m So Excited” was all over the radio in the early eighties, and it was strange to listen to it while down in the pit in the milking parlor, trying to coax milkers onto cows which had never been milked before, getting kicked and covered in manure as fun, happy songs like this one taunted us from our crappy little radio.

1987: Yes, “Love Will Find a Way”

I remember exactly when I first heard this song – fall semester of 1988, a year after Big Generator was released, and I picked up the cassette tape version at the urging of a young woman upon whom I was sweet at the time, several weeks into my sophomore year at GVSU. I like it, and I like Big Generator, though the previous studio album 90125 caused such a huge splash in my life that most other Yes songs kind of get drowned out.

1992: Technotronic Featuring Ya Kid K, “Move This”

I think I heard this one back in its day, but anything from the Pump Up the Jam album is almost completely drowned out in my memory by, well, “Pump Up the Jam.”

1997: Missy Elliott featuring Da Brat, “Sock It 2 Me”

I am pretty sure I have not heard “Sock It 2 Me” before now, and I certainly would have remembered the video, had I seen it before. It’s just weird and wonderful, and considering it came out in 1997, feels a little ahead of its time, in a nostalgic retro-futurism sort of way. Come to think of it, I wonder if Missy Elliott and company were the occupants of the interplanetary craft who The Carpenters were trying to contact back in 1977..?

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Time to Myself

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New books for the week of October 16, 2022

My partner was out of town for a few days, so I had the house to myself. Well, not entirely to myself. Better to say that Poe and Pepper had the house to themselves, with me furtively creeping around, making sure they stayed fed and feted, so they wouldn’t stage a coup. Not that much would change if they did so successfully.

October continues to be a stellar month for additions to the library, with several new titles arriving in the past week.

First up, fresh from a successful Kickstarter campaign, is Chokepoint Capitalism by Rebecca Giblin and Cory Doctorow.

Next is the latest issue of Poetry, probably my second-to-last as my subscription winds down.

Next is Legacy of Bronze by T.L. Greylock and Bryce O’Connor. This is the sequel to Shadows of Ivory, which I picked up at the beginning of the year and read about a month ago.

Next is one I have been awaiting for a very long time. The Herbalist’s Primer, published by Exalted Funeral, was part of a Kickstarter which I backed in September of last year. Thanks to *gestures at everything* printing was delayed many times, but the Kickstarter rewards finally arrived, and the book is beautiful!

In reading news, I am quite enjoying my journey through the pages of my stack of back issues of Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet. Such good writing in here!

In writing news, I am still plotting out the story I will write for NaNoWriMo which starts in a little over a week (!).

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Bottom of the Top #42

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Moving past mid- and into late October, the next big concern is, of course, Halloween. Unfortunately I don’t remember what I did for Halloween on any of the following dates. Probably Spider-Man or Batman in 1977, but after that? No idea.

1977: Fleetwood Mac, “You Make Loving Fun”

“You Make Loving Fun” is, for me, the Fleetwood Mac song, and though it was many years before I knew to listen to music closely enough to suss out the lyrics, the bits I could pick out, about “magic” and “miracles” made this one stick in my head even at a young age. Later on it stuck in my head for other reasons. I don’t have any specific memory of the first time I head this one, nor do I associate it with any particular memories, other than that of being young and optimistic.

1982: Linda Ronstadt, “Get Closer”

I don’t know if I heard this song first as itself or as the jingle for Close Up toothpaste. As a 13-year-old stuck on a farm in the middle of nowhere (or so it felt at the time), I was a TV addict and so certainly heard this one, eventually, in addition to 15-second snippets in between episodes of whatever was on in the fall of 1982. Interesting that Ronstadt’s “Blue Bayou” was in a post a month ago, in the 1977 slot. Things do tend to come back around.

1987: Jody Watley, “Don’t You Want Me?”

“Don’t You Want Me” has that mid-1980s song. I don’t remember hearing it before but it could simply have been lost in the crowd of other poppy dance songs, and of course overshadowed by her huge hit “Lookin’ for a New Love.” I associate her voice and general sound with, well, college. And MTV. And simultaneously freezing and roasting in the marching band as a second-trombone freshman.

1992: Trey Lorenz, “Someone to Hold”

Hard to say if I had ever heard this one. 1992 was such a strange year for me when it came to pop culture. I was working my ass off in several capstone classes, learning a new language, getting into the martial arts classes, working long late hours at Jose Babusha’s and generally didn’t have time to do anything fun or relax and enjoy songs like this one, pleasant as it is.

1997: LeAnn Rimes, “You Light Up My Life”

I don’t know if I have ever heard Rimes’ version of “You Light Up My Life,” because the Debbie Boone version was ubiquitous throughout my life. Rimes’ version is good, but Boone’s is baked into my DNA.

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Still Kinda Cold Out

2022-10-162022-10-16 John Winkelman

New books for the week of October 9, 2022

Rumor has it that this winter will be long and cold, thanks to a weaker El Nino system out west. It isn’t apparent at the moment, as this whole week, the middle of October, was in the sixties and seventies during the day, with one night warm enough to sleep with the bedroom window open a crack. Still, even in the sunniest of afternoons, standing in the shadows reminds me that the days are indeed shorter than the nights.

Several new books arrived at the house in the past week.

First up is Planet On3, recently released by superb artist (and my good friend!) Ryan Lee.  He has been working on it for some time, and the character designs go back to doodles he has been working on for many years, so I am overjoyed to see this book in print.

Next is Look Again: A Memoir, by Elizabeth A. Trembley. I met Trembley years ago at at the informal open studio hosted by poet Jack Ridl. When Caffeinated Press was still around, I published some of her artwork in The 3288 Review. I knew she was drawing comics, but we fell out of touch and I didn’t know she was working on a book until Jack announced that Look Again had just been released.

Next is the new issue of Salvage which will join the small stack of unread issues which I will get to probably sometime in the spring of 2023.

Next, fresh from a successful Kickstarter campaign, is That Which Cannot Be Undone: An Ohio Horror Anthology, which arrived just in time for the Halloween season.

In reading news, at long last I have reached the end of my stack of The Paris Review. As I mentioned last week, reading so much literature in a compressed time-span can lead to some interesting coincidences. The most recent instance was with issue #239, which contained an excerpt from the journals of Annie Ernaux, who just won the Nobel Prize in Literature.

I had never before read Ernaux, and indeed was barely aware of her existence before the Nobel, so to read these journal entries (which were exquisite, by the way, and exquisitely translated from the French by Alison L. Strayer) so recently after having heard of her Nobel win, felt kind of like the universe was telling me something; like I was, to crib from John Constantine, riding the synchronicity highway.

Relatedly, Ernaux’s journal excerpts, which I believe were pulled from her book Getting Lost, reminded me of Emmanuelle Pagano‘s beautiful Trysting, which I read several years ago.

Now that I am done with The Paris Review (barring a possible last issue which might appear at the end of the year), I have moved on to my small stack of Lady Churchill’s Rosebud Wristlet, a small magazine of genre fiction published by Small Beer Press. So far, a couple of issues in, the stories and poems are delightful! I might even renew my subscription to LCRW after I clean out my back-log of other unread periodicals.

In writing news, NaNoWriMo looms on the horizon, and I have yet to complete, or even seriously start, my preliminary notes. The next two weeks will pass quickly.

 

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Bottom of the Top #41

2022-10-102022-10-09 John Winkelman

No matter what year contains it, October always seems to move quickly as the days grow noticeably shorter and the weather transitions from warm to cold, and the trees change colors from the unity of green through the wondrous variety of autumn to the unity of brown at the end of the season.

1977: Rose Royce, “Do Your Dance (Part 1)”

“Do Your Dance” is way too cool for me to have heard it when it was first released, or indeed at any time where I was living in rural southern Michigan. That said, there is something about the song, particularly the double-clap in the intro, which brings up a faint memory of shag carpet and cigarette smoke, so I probably heard it at my cool aunt’s house, or maybe while visiting friends whose sense of musical adventure went far beyond e.g. James Taylor.

1982: Diana Ross, “Muscles”

I don’t think I have heard this song before putting together this post. It is cool and smooth and Diana Ross performs it beautifully.

1987: Squeeze, “Hourglass”

I LOVE this song, and I am sad to say that I don’t think I had heard “Hourglass” before putting together this post. It is joyful and bouncy and wow, what a great video. I am familiar with Squeeze, mostly due to their more well-known songs “Black Coffee in Bed” and “Cool for Cats.” Then again, there is something familiar about “Hourglass,” so maybe I caught it in passing on MTV. Again, this would have been during my first semester at Grand Valley State University, which was for me a sustained state of sensory overload.

1992: Billy Ray Cyrus, “Achy Breaky Heart”

I had to listen to this song over and Over and OVER while working at Jose Babushka’s on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. I hate it with the fire of a thousand suns.

1997: Mack 10, “Backyard Boogie”

This is a repeat from earlier in the year, so enjoy another listen!

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Kinda Cold Out

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Pepper and the books which arrived in the week of October 1, 2022

Woke up one morning, and there was frost on the porch roof and the windshields of nearby cars. That hasn’t happened in a while.

This was an excellent week for the acquisition of books, and Pepper would like to share with you this list.

First up, from my soon-to-end subscription to Two Lines Press, is João Gilberto Noll‘s Hugs and Cuddles, which looks like it will be a great read.

Next is Marissa Lingen‘s chapbook of short stories, Monstrous Bonds. I met Marissa at ConFusion back in 2015, and have enjoyed her fiction, poetry and book reviews for several years.

Next is Duncan Hannah‘s memoir 20th Century Boy. As I wrote back in August, I had not heard of Hannah until reading excerpts from this book in The Paris Review, and when I searched for more info discovered that he had died this past June. How’s that for timing?

Next is Jim C. Hines‘ newest entry in the Janitors of the Post-Apocalypse series, Terminal Peace. I see Jim every year at ConFusion, so I hope to run into him again and, with a little luck, get this book signed.

Last but not least, and fresh from a successful Kickstarter campaign, is Michael J. Sullivan‘s Fairlane, the sequel to Nolyn and the second book of the Rise and Fall series.

In reading news, I have two more issues of The Paris Review left on my stack, and should be finished with them in short order.

In writing news, I have completed nothing cohesive, but am making good progress on the worldbuilding for my NaNoWriMo project. So even if I don’t write 50,000 words in November, I will have a good base to finish the book, no matter how long it takes.

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IWSG, October 2022: The Best Characteristics of a Genre

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Grand Rapids skyline from the 10th floor of the county court building

September 2022 was one of the busiest months I can remember of the past several years. Weddings, work, Zyra’s business, and late summer chores, errands and spontaneous events have left little time for writing. Fortunately, most of the business and busy-ness is behind me now, so I can get back to planning my November project.

It’s the first Wednesday of October, which means that it’s time for the new Insecure Writer’s Support Group post. This month’s IWSG question is:

What do you consider the best characteristics of your favorite genre?

This is an interesting question, as it forces me, for the sake of this article, to choose a favorite genre. And that is…complicated. Looking at my bookshelf, I have roughly equal numbers of fantasy, science fiction, poetry and literary fiction. In each category I have my favorite authors, and my favorite books, which were not necessarily written by my favorite authors.

The books I find most compelling are those which sit in between more established genres, which are sometimes labeled as “magic realism,” or “slipstream,” or “the New Weird.” If the sense is closer to science fiction these are sometimes labeled as “cyberpunk.”

So I guess my favorite genre is whatever you call it when everything seems like it should be the current world, but things are just a little…off. Or maybe a lot off, but the off-ness starts out small. “This, only more-so.” Reducto not quite all the way to absurdum. For instance, William Gibson‘s Pattern Recognition,  Michelle Tea‘s Black Wave, Rita Indiana‘s Tentacle, or The Milagro Beanfield War by John Nichols. A case could also be made for Neal Stephenson‘s Baroque Trilogy. My current favorite of these fictions is Kim Stanley Robinson‘s The Ministry for the Future, which at this point feels more like precognition than speculation.

What I like about this very loosely-defined genre is that it allows us to explore riffs on the real world without changing the fundamental nature of the world. It’s less “What if magic existed?” and more of “What if Aunt Maggie could do magic?” What if cryptocurrency was treated like a currency instead of like a commodity? What if laws were ACTUALLY enforced equally across all regions, races, classes and genders? What if California seceded? What if all of Christianity were reduced down to the Golden Rule? What if someone developed a gene therapy which reduced the amount of sleep necessary down to one hour in 24?

This approach to storytelling can also accommodate changes in scope or scale. For instance, what if the War of the Roses, instead of being transposed to Westeros, took place in an apartment building in Dayton, Ohio? Or what if a couple of spoiled, entitled toddlers were fighting over who got the best toys, except it was expanded to a global scope and titled “All conflicts in the world where monied interests profit off of the misery of the downtrodden?”

(See? The stories we tell about ourselves CAN influence the world around us!)

Stories which explore the ramifications and outcomes of these subtle tweaks to the existing reality can be important cultural touchstones, and useful for driving the collective imagination.

How about you-all? What are the best facets of your favorite genre?

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Bottom of the Top #40

2022-10-032022-09-30 John Winkelman

The end of September and the beginning of October bring an odd combination of the routine of being in the middle of a semester and a sense of rapid change, as the light hours are noticeably shorter every day, the shadows just a little longer when leaving and returning to the house.

1977: Judy Collins, “Send In the Clowns”

I don’t know if I heard this song when it was released or at any time thereafter. What I DO remember is playing this song in marching band, though I don’t remember if it was in high school or college. Some of those details, thirty years in the past, are somewhat blurry. Then again I could have played it when I was in the Albion Community Band, the first couple of summers out of high school. All I know is that I could probably, over three decades on, still pick out the trombone part.

1982: Rick Springfield, “I Get Excited”

I don’t have any particular memory of “I Get Excited,” probably because the guitar sounds so much like the guitar for “Jessie’s Girl” and the one is completely drowning out the other in my memory. Of the two, “Jessie’s Girl” is better.

1987: Belinda Carlisle, “Heaven is a Place On Earth”

Yeah, I heard Belinda Carlisle a lot back in my first year of college. Heavy rotation on MTV and the local pop music stations, though likely not so much from stereos and boom boxes, as the people I hung out with weren’t into pop quite this, well, pop-ey. So if this song being back any memories, those memories are of the smell of the lounge room of third-floor Copeland (men’s side) at GVSC.

1992: k.d. lang, “Constant Craving”

I heard this song a lot in the early nineties, both in the odd hours on MTV and in my car listening to WYCE, the alternative music station here in Grand Rapids. I certainly didn’t hear it while working at the restaurant, though I probably also heard it a lot when I started working at the bookstore the year after “Constant Craving” was released. When listening to it again I feel emotional echoes of the uncertainty of being done with college without any definite or defined plans for what my life would look like, going forward.

1997: Monica, “For You I Will”

I like “For You I Will,” but I have no specific memory of having heard it before putting this post together. It does have that particular mid-1990s vibe which means it sounds similar to numerous other songs in its loosely-defined genre, so it may have simply gotten lost in my memory of a quarter-century past. Also, I never saw Space Jam.

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