Everything must go!
* "Leonard Cohen's Return" -- Sasha Frere-Jones looks at four decades of L. Cohen
The film, a documentary called “Ladies and Gentlemen . . . Mr. Leonard Cohen,” was intended to follow four Canadian poets on a reading tour. By the final cut, the introspective, deadpan thirty-year-old Cohen had stolen it. We watch him on Canadian television, cheekily telling an interviewer, “I haven’t a single concern” except to discover each morning whether he has woken in “a state of grace.” (If not, he says, he goes back to bed.)
* Wired: Clive Thompson on the New Literacy
Lunsford's team found that the students were remarkably adept at what rhetoricians call kairos—assessing their audience and adapting their tone and technique to best get their point across. The modern world of online writing, particularly in chat and on discussion threads, is conversational and public, which makes it closer to the Greek tradition of argument than the asynchronous letter and essay writing of 50 years ago.
* Iggy Pop's concert rider goes well beyond the standard requests for sound systems and backstage snacks. Apparently written by his roadie, Jos Grain, it's an 18-page document that rambles away on mad tangents in every direction. For example, in the section on the band's lighting requirements:
[This was written by someone who doesn't really know what he's talking about. I cannot tell a lie. Lights-wisely speaking, I'm an absolute arse-head. But I know what I like. And although nobody goes home whistling the lights, it's also true that no-one goes to gigs to stare at the fucking P.A. stacks.]
We had a lighting designer once, but he went mad so we shot him. It was the kindest thing. Now he's a light of a different kind, one of God's little Gobos in Dimmer Heaven.
* Where I Write: Fantasy & Science Fiction Authors In Their Creative Spaces. Kyle Cassidy photographs where books are born. (Also: Greg Frost, I covet that rocky room, not to mention your mile-long sofa.)
* And finally, let's end on a random photo of baby fawn-n-bobcat snuggling. Because OH MY GOD. *squish*
"The Jesusita Fire in Santa Barbara, CA last week caused these two to take shelter together. The fawn is 3 days old and the bobcat about 3 weeks. The fawn came from somewhere in the fire and the bobcat from Carpentaria. They immediately bonded and snuggled together under a desk in the Santa Barbara County Dispatch Office for several hours."