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Campbell McGrath’s In the Kingdom of the Sea Monkeys by Peter Moysaenko
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Campell McGrath’s newest tome of poetry leaves the stylistics at home in exchange for a drunk road show that draws an exclusionary circle around its own world.

Campbell McGrath’s In the Kingdom of the Sea Monkeys by Peter Moysaenko
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Campell McGrath’s newest tome of poetry leaves the stylistics at home in exchange for a drunk road show that draws an exclusionary circle around its own world.

Unknown Mortal Orchestra by Peter Moysaenko
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The style of Unknown Mortal Orchestra is at once new and incredibly varied, ranging from funk to psychedelia to garage riffs to surf vibes.

Mark Strand by Peter Moysaenko
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Books as objects, collage, and the difference between “mystery” and “ignorance.”

Stephen-Paul Martin’s Changing the Subject by Peter Moysaenko
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Changing the Subject doesn’t live up to its title, it consumes it. Though the stories make high use of syntactical or symbolic repetitions, they are also powerfully digressive, hallucinatory.

The Books’s The Way Out by Peter Moysaenko
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The Way Out is a joyful record, deftly using a miscellany of samples to create experimental, engrossing music.

Boxing and Ex-Girlfriends by Peter Moysaenko
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Bill Callahan has just published a book with Drag City—Letters to Emma Bowlcut. I’m not sure if it’s a novella, an epistle, or one hell of a big poem. But questions like that are beside the point.

Joshua Marie Wilkinson: Part II by Peter Moysaenko
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Joshua Marie Wilkinson has a bunch of degrees. He’s also written a nice stack of books. If you read a poem of his you might agree that there’s something wild-eyed and ghostly about it. His newest collection of verse is called Selenography, about two handfuls of sprawling poems accompanied by the Polaroid photography of Tim Rutili, frontman of the band Califone, and Josh’s friend.

Joshua Marie Wilkinson: Part I by Peter Moysaenko
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Josh has a bunch of degrees. He’s also written a nice stack of books. If you read a poem of his you might agree that there’s something wild-eyed and ghostly about it.

Lunch on Steak Mtn by Peter Moysaenko

X is for Xerox, Gen, and the kind films Steak Mtn. designs sets for. Peter Moysaenko lunches with him and discusses the process and degradation behind SM’s transgressive visions. His recent work for bands such as Against Me! and The Weight raises the bar for new-classic rock imagery, and his upcoming exhibitions in Los Angeles and Minneapolis promise to titillate. Considering himself one of the “Xerox kids,” Steak Mtn. is a veritable punk auteur, contradictory as that may sound.

Writing The Silences by Peter Moysaenko
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Despite publishing work in Poetry in his mid-twenties, despite hanging at Rexroth’s anarcho-art salons on Portero Hill, Writing the Silences is only Richard O. Moore’s second book, decades of poems—a lifetime of poems—pared into one stark collection. Bomblog’s Peter Moysaenko reviews.

Christopher Payne’s Asylum: Inside the Closed World of State Mental Hospitals by Peter Moysaenko
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From the destruction of King George’s likeness at Bowling Green, to the paving over of Native American earthworks, to the debasement of Penn Station and the ongoing disappearing acts of ballparks and churches, it’s becoming more and more clear that American architecture is an architecture of impermanence.

Look Back, Look Ahead by Srečko Kosovel by Peter Moysaenko
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I’d never heard of Srečko Kosovel, but that shouldn’t come as too great a shock. Raised in a desolate region of Slovenia, educated in Ljubljana, dead by 22, Kosovel is just now reaching the New York shore.

Melissa Broder, When You Say One Thing But Mean Your Mother by Peter Moysaenko
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The diction pops incessantly, and cuts like “Dear Aging Anarchist,” and “Sweet Spot” serve up a sense of rock ‘n’ roll poetics, brute and oblique.

Luljeta Lleshanaku, Child of Nature by Peter Moysaenko
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Peter Moysaenko on Luljeta Lleshanaku’s reading at Posman Books.

Ghosts of Wyoming by Alyson Hagy by Peter Moysaenko
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“You aren’t supposed to strive in Wyoming,” says city reporter Melanie in a selection from Alyson Hagy’s newest title, a series of short stories set amidst the raw and heavy American West.

Thom Andersen Tarnishes The Silver: Los Angeles Plays Itself by Peter Moysaenko
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Thom Andersen’s 2003 cine-essay is a dense and nearly unrelenting 169-minutes of footage culled from hundreds of different films which, set to pleasantly acerbic narration.

Black Cobra/Black Tusk/Javelina/Batillus @ The Charleston by Peter Moysaenko
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If I must, I will begin with an apology—I’m sorry. I missed the first band.

Think Back Pilgrim by Peter Moysaenko
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Before we even crack its cover, Rick Snyder’s first full-length, Escape from Combray, promises action. As the title references the hometown of Proust’s memorable, nameless front man, so does it hint at themes of origin and transience.

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