The fifth annual Brooklyn Book Festival will take place on September 12, 2010 at Borough Hall Plaza, Borough Hall Courtroom, St. Francis Auditorium and The Brooklyn Historical Society. This free event includes readings, discussions, and panels with such literary, comedic and musical luminaries as: Salman Rushdie, Venus Williams, Sarah Silverman, Paul Krugman, Dennis Lehane, Paul Auster, Naomi Klein, Gary Shteyngart, Rosanne Cash, Jennifer Egan, John Ashbery, Nelson George, Mary Gaitskill, Colson Whitehead, Francine Prose, Esmeralda Santiago, Pete Hamill, Russell Banks, Michael Connelly, John Hodgman, Kristen Schaal, Sam Lipsyte, Sloane Crosley, Paul Harding just to [...]
The Organization Ain't Really Organized, 1970John Ashbery, Song.The Insect Trust, Be a Hobo/Hoboken Saturday Night.Ornette Coleman Quartet, Forgotten Sons.Bruce Cockburn, Going To the Country.Captain Beefheart and His Magic Band, Bellerin' Plain.Neil Young, Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere (TV rehearsal).Alice Cooper, Beautiful Flyaway.The Kinks, Get Back In the Line.Elaine Stritch and cast of

Kaj Stenvall , Whose Move (1993), oil on canvas The Landscape Is behind the Door by Pierre Martory (1920-1998), trans. by John Ashbery The landscape is behind the door. The person is there ...New York is full Of similar places where a world, A large cloud, is being built. Only The heads stay put. You pay Before arriving, a long time before Opening your mouth. There are things Near us which all have their green sides. [...]

I am only halfway through Big Love, but when I YouTube the Margene-Bill sex scene we all be able to experience its glory together. So far I can't stand what a dick Bill is being to Benny. It's awful. So Michelango Antonioni died . Also Stephen Miller wrote a really dick editorial about Tom Snyder . "Munich (acoustic)" - The Editors ( mp3 ) The Russians are all hooking up with each other a lot. People who don't own televisions make me feel gross [...]
I was in fourth grade, and they were Turtles. Every day I went to school. I learned by rote, learned by acclimation, acclamation. Made of myself a sensitive, sobbing, alabaster boy. They were the Turtles, and I found them in the most unexpected of places-the Television. It was enough to love a turtle and so the turtle. My mother told me I had a doctor's appointment one day. It was a new one at 4. I bawled. I said hello. I said my name, what I was going to do to myself if I [...]