Smokestack Lightning

The book Smokestack Lightning is about barbecue and the gnarled fingers of elderly black men smoking cow heads and brisket in hand-dug smoke pits in the yards behind abandoned gas stations in the South. More than that of course... It is not a cookbook it's as much about the American Dream as Fear & Loathing was. The concepts are surprisingly vast in a biopic that's more often a comic foil in the middle of a morning tv show. Lolis Eric Elie makes it all artful, tangible and powerful. It courts the real for the greater sense of palpation.

"Truth being what it is-vast and yet surprisingly deceptive-what you will retain will be the tale's edited version, it's essence. And as you choose to remember then, both tale and teller, Charlie mac will become more than a historian of a small village in Georgia. He will become the griot of this whole thing-its Homer if you will."
-Lolis Eric Elie

There's a great interview with the author here. I also hear his book cornbread nation is excellent but I've not read it yet. Lolis Eric Elie is a columnist and food writer for the New Orleans Times-Picayune.

Personification

The book Kleinzeit, by Russell Hoban is not very readable, and is far inferior to his more faous book Ridley Walker. But it has more personification than I've seen any any other text. Buildings are live, colors, god and death are both living breathing and seemingly mortal characters... yet he describes them so aptly in their "human" trappings.

last paragraph chapter 8:
"Hospital said nothing, had no quips and cranks and wanton wiles. Hispital huge, bigger than any sky, grey-faced, stony faced in the rough clothes of the prison, the madhouse, Tom o'Bedlam. hospital waiting, treading its bedlam round in thick boots. Hospital mute, gigantic, with thick empty hands."

Oswald de Andrade

I cut out the paragraph and stuck it in my pocket. I found it today, years later in a book. I remembered I read it on a plane and assumed it was an in-flight magazine. I was wrong. It was Wired. The article was by Julian Dibbell, but she's quoting the modernist Brazilian poet Oswald de Andrade.


"In 1556, not long after the Portuguese first set foot in Brazil, the Bishop Pero Fernandes Sardinha was shipwrecked on its shores and set about introducing the gospel of Christ to the native "heathens." The locals, impressed with the glorious civilization the bishop represented and eager to absorb it in its totality, promptly ate him. Thus was born Brazilian culture."
-Oswald de Andrade


Full text Here.

James Parker, Boston Phoenix

James Parker is writer for the Boston Phoenix and is clearly wasting his skills on a weekly periodical instead of somthing more timeless like a book. The strong language, and the broad vocabulary, both say Nick Tosches but the brute masculinity and the heavy use of punctuation says Fulkner. Truly a surprise find last week.

"In ethnographic terms, the bouncer is the big daddy of the liminal realm, the place of thresholds, through which participants in the rite are conducted—moved along, if you like—as they pass from one state to another. Jittery clubbers at the door, agitating for entry; the gyre of and out-of-control pit, slewing toward carnage; a drugged or boozed patron sprouting invisible tusks of hostility; the bouncer is there, filling the space negotiating the transition."
-Bouncer Lit

Love the combination of words: Ethnographic, Liminal and Big Daddy in the same sentence. Gyre, slewing and "tusks of hostility" all need a good dictionary and together manufacture a dense and powerful image. Somone give the man a book deal please.

His articles here: http://thephoenix.com/Author.aspx?name=JAMES%20PARKER