Thursday, September 20, 2007
Rocker new poetry editor
Spotted by recovering Slugaholic Susan. He might have been touring Ireland with ‘3-car-garage rock band’ Rackett this summer, but Northern Irish poet Paul Muldoon won’t be giving up the day job at Princeton. In fact, as the New York Times reports, he’s taking on another one, as the new poetry editor of The New Yorker. And as Susan points out in the comments zone [Welcome back, susan! - Ed], the rival New York magazine’s Vulture blog “don’t know jack about Muldoon” More below the fold And more
Thanks again to susan for this clip of Paul Muldoon, bringing together the two strands of the post title. For the benefit of those who “don’t know jack about Muldoon”.
Adds Susan returns to provide yet another link
ON stage, he looks like a middle-aged Irish poet, bespectacled, dressed in the same rumpled suit he teaches in. He is not a great musician and still can play only seven chords (which is four more than you need, he points out). But to succeed at anything is just so unlikely in the first place. Why should the fact that he’s 53 and a musical neophyte make watching his band rock out on stage any more bizarre for me? Why should I be so surprised by the possibility of being surprised?
And what better excuse for the late, great, Warren Zevon.. Enjoy!
I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen..
Pete Baker @ 05:07 PM
Way to preserve the anonymity of the recovery process there, sunflower. Smooth. Very smooth.
Pete, the blog for “New York” Magazine—which as I recall is the magazine for people who can afford to subscribe to The New Yorker but don’t actually read it—is already cheerfully reporting that while they don’t know “jack” about Muldoon, “he doesn’t want to publish your sestina either.”
I think you should provide them with a link. Or two. Or four. Or…
http://nymag.com/daily/entertainment/tags/paul muldoon
Posted by on Sep 20, 2007 @ 06:57 PMMy bad.
Posted by on Sep 20, 2007 @ 07:02 PMWell, I’m new to the Twelve Steps process but I believe this is the point where I rely upon the assistance of a Higher Power. If only because it will irk the moderator. :o)
So hello, I must be going, but not before leaving one more link, this one to Paul Muldoon reading two of his lyrics at Princeton (apologies if you’ve already linked this somewhere else, Pete):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PvnlgjsXJ28
Posted by on Sep 20, 2007 @ 08:10 PM“ If only because it will irk the moderator. :o) “
Quite.
Of course, that’s more than ‘just the one’ comment already. ;op
And I don’t think I have linked to that clip before.. but I will now. For the benefit of those who don’t know jack about Muldoon.
Posted by on Sep 20, 2007 @ 09:03 PMI am not here, and I am not leaving you any more links.
Well, maybe just the one.
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 12:03 AMHeh.
Definitely needing that Higher Power now ;o)
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 12:21 AMJust listened to him read The Sightseers.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AsqWqyJRs58&mode=related&search;=
I’m sorry but I don’t think he’s terribly good. Is this blasphemous?
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 12:52 AM“Is this blasphemous?”
No, it’s a difference of opinion that you felt obliged to share.
Perhaps you’re a staffer on the New York magazine..
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 01:30 AMLOL @ Pete
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 01:47 AMAnyone deemed worthy enough to be appointed poetry editor of the hallowed The New Yorker is unlikely to be concerned about any fleabites from New York Magazine. Their declaration of arch unawareness is somewhat akin to Jeffrey Archer declaring that he had never heard of James Joyce.
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 12:44 PMRory,
James Who?
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 12:57 PMDawkins, Dawkins. No blasphemy, please!
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 01:11 PMWe oughtn’t to laugh, I suppose. He’s rather blasphemous. I’m not a believer myself, that is to say. Still his gaiety takes the harm out of it somehow, doesn’t it? - Ulysses
:0)
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 02:18 PMBaker. Linking to Warren Zevon is completely outside the rules of engagement—you might as well be handing a junkie a lit syringe (or whatever).
......but since you have, did you know that the last song Zevon ever performed live was also the only song of his (at least according to a completely superficial and perfunctory search of my memory banks) to directly reference armed conflict in Ireland?
Well, Pete, it is true. Behold “Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner”:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WhRRWwH3FroPosted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 03:45 PMHey, don’t blame me.. blame Mrs Muldoon..
Enjoy every sandwich, indeed.
Posted by on Sep 21, 2007 @ 06:05 PM
