note to reader : borrowing book-titles is UNCOOL.
So yeah.I'm a geek for novels,shortstories,anything with nice words inside.
Books usually follow me until they're dead. Words tatooed my mind,and so on.
here is a glimpse:
High Fidelity-Nick Hornby
What if your love life was a compilation?
Welcome to Rob's life. He broke up with a girlfriend again. He's 36, owns a record shop somewhere in London with his hilarious (and yes,loser) friends. He's wondering where his life's going...and lists his love stories, from the teenage crush to the last hook-up, matching them with rock-anthems. Top 5, favorite records, best movies...
Somehow, when I read this book, I want to own a record shop near Whitechapel. Don't ask me why.
Long time favorite, indeed.
Love Is A Mixtape (Life & Loss, One Song At Time)-Rob Sheffield
"Tapes for making out, tapes for dancing, tapes for falling asleep..."
1989. Rob Sheffield is a student, a music geek, when he meets Renee, and later marries her. From here to 1997 and Renee's sudden death, they share a life filled with music reviews (they both worked for zines and were also DJs) and mixtapes they used to make to each other. It's not only a novel about love and grief, it's also a great, amazing declaration of faith to what people tend to call 'Underground Culture'.
Owen Noone & Marauder-Douglas Cowie
Oh,this book. Sums up all my teenage dreams and more.
Mid 90s.Marauder is a young and shy student who meets Owen Noone at an open mic night. Follows an immense road trip, where two young people who haven't talent in songwriting, only two electric guitars and an old book full of folk songs, learn about friendship,stardom,fate and delusions.
must have.
Les Peaux Transparentes - Marc Dufaud
[translucent skins]
the only french book here. Why did I buy it? There are notes from one of my favorite french artists in it.
The Story?
Drugs. Addiction(s). A guy (Thom) who has his heart broken (yes again,it's an obsession with me it seems), meets a a lovely but yet toxic woman, spends five years between heroin, rock&roll and a love that inevitably fades away. Paris in the 1990s, the background of this fascinating slice of life, mixed with intense reflexions about God, Shiva and others.
btw :
Petra's last post was a real blast.
I'm wondering if I can be that spontaneous,too.
The French One x
The French One x
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