Everything Gaga wore to the VMAs. I didn’t watch the full VMAs, but caught part of it after Mad Men, and last Sunday was definitely a time I was glad Lady Gaga was in the world. As I am all the time. Look how fabulous that woman is.
The thought of assembling a raw meat dress (and shoes! look at her shoes!) makes me squick all over. However! I am so, so glad that Gaga’s around to step up.
Interpreter of Maladies, Jhumpa Lahiri. Am I a cliché? A pretentious English major advertising her appreciation of Jhumpa Lahiri, oh my God, what a shocker. And yet. She really is excellent! I read Interpreter‘s opening story (“A Temporary Matter”) for class a few years ago and wasn’t exactly mad with joy, but the full collection — now I’ve read it — is as good as everyone says it is.
Love, etc., Julian Barnes. Recently I have been tackling Contemporary Classic Authors. J.M. Coetzee last week (whose Disgrace is shocking and coldhearted and surprisingly moving, ask Emma), now Barnes and Lahiri this week. Love, etc. is written in a series of vignettes in first person from a variety of narrators, all of whom bring a sense of eccentricity and conflict to the story. Barnes’s style is pretty captivating and invested me in the characters — so when a twist arose, I was genuinely shocked and upset. (Much to a similar effect, albeit by a different method, as I was in Coetzee’s novel.) I guess these guys are Contemporary Classics for a reason?
Guster has a new album coming out soon! Their new release “Do You Love Me” is constantly on the radio when I’m driving, and I love love love it. I do love you, Guster.
Also, Otis Redding is so great, you guys, I don’t even know what else to say. Welcome to my Grooveshark.