This Year 365 songs: January 3rd

Jan. 3rd, 2026 10:55 am
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Today's song is Wild Palm City

Another song I had not heard before ("are you even a real fan?" I hear the hypothetical haters ask).


I suspect the book is going to be very chronological, since the annotations talk about this song as being more or less the starting point for "The Mountain Goats" as such. I think there will be some days that I don't have much to say about the song or the annotations, and this is one of them. Perfectly cromulent song, perfectly fine annotations, but not much for me to reflect on. 

This Year 365 songs: January 2nd

Jan. 2nd, 2026 09:00 am
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Today's song is "Running Away With What Freud Said" another track I had not previously heard. It is the first song off of the Mountain Goats' first cassette (confusingly titled "Taboo VI: The Homecoming"). As you can hear, it has that extreme lo-fi sound:





Here is a live version with slightly different lyrics, but which is a bit easier to hear:



It's a short song, with compact lyrics. I like it better than Alphabetizing, because it has more specificity, but the live version is considerably more listenable for me than the boombox quality youtube audio of the cassette tape version (I have my limits for the lo-fi era).

The annotations talk about it being written originally as poetry during the time when Darnielle was working as a nurse at a psychiatric hospital and being tested regularly for drug use by court order. The title and refrain (such as it is) came from a psychiatrist's call in show where the psychiatrist advised someone not to go running away with what Freud said. Most interesting to me from the annotations is Darnielle's final comment:
 
 
I wrote this song as a poem, adhering to some principles then very important to me—compress everything as tightly as possible; if there must be images let them speak for themselves; show don't tell, sure but suggest more than you show—and then I set it to simple music using that guitar, probably with the TV still on, which was very much part of the process most of the time in those early days. (365 songs, p. 6)
 

This passage reminded me of something I think about a lot, which is two versions of the same poem, written by William Carlos Williams. I first encountered them through a post about the power of compressing one's writing as tightly as possible, and it has stuck with me quite a bit). I recommend that whole post, but I will just juxtapose the two versions of William Carlos William's "The Locust Tree In Flower" here:

The Locust Tree In Flower (1933)

Among
the leaves
bright

green
of wrist-thick
tree

and old
stiff broken
branch

ferncool
swaying
loosely strung —

come May
again
white blossom

clusters
hide
to spill

their sweets
almost
unnoticed

down
and quickly
fall
 

The Locust Tree In Flower (1935)

Among
of
green

stiff
old
bright

broken
branch
come

white
sweet
May

again

Those familiar with the Mountain Goats will realize that this extreme compression does not always reign over his lyric writing; in fact, he is somewhat famous for often taking an entire paragraph of text and creatively packing it into a single measure of the music; but it is interesting to see the "keep everything concise" phase early on; honing that skill is really good for knowing when to deploy it, and when to unleash the verbosity.

Libby has tags!

Jan. 2nd, 2026 07:32 am
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Libby is integrated pretty well with kobo (a recent issue with duplicate downloads notwithstanding), which makes the tagging feature in the Libby app quite appealing, because my biggest issue with library checkouts is that sometimes I get a book out and the mood does not strike me to read that book during the window in which I have the book out. This has made me a less avid user of library checkouts than I would like, because I return too many books unread.

ebooks at least are low effort to checkout, and easy to return. But it is exciting for me to be able to mark books as “looked promising, try again later” and also to have the whole array of which books I have checked out browsable via tags. 


The biggest downsides are that I can’t link my university library to it, as far as I can tell, and that audiobooks and magazines don’t lend to my kobo for what I assume are very silly rights related reasons. I can borrow them to my phone though, and there is no real situation where I want to audiobook and my kobo would be workable but the phone wouldn’t. The magazines is a drag though!

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John Darnielle released a book with lyrics and details about 365 songs (take that leap years!), and I guess we'll see how long I go at reading one of them a day. We will also reveal the narrowness of my Mountain Goats fandom, as I discover many songs I have never before heard, such as the song for January 1st:

Alphabetizing:


Sometimes Mountain Goats song titles are extremely literal, but this song is not about alphabetizing anything. The annotations clarify that the seeds for the song came from what had been a working collection of poems called "Songs from the Alpha Privative" and many of the songs that derive from those poems have "alpha" in the title somewhere as a sort of easter egg.  It will be interesting to see if the choice of songs is generally chronological (I did @ Darnielle on bluesky when I had thought about starting this project before the new year, and ask whether you had to read the book in order, and he said there was no particular reason to do so, though).

I am not super surprised I haven't heard this before, knowing that it comes from before Zopilote Machine, but it is very much the sort of lo fi sound that is familiar from the very earliest stuff by them I have heard.  I prefer this sound to some of the bigger/fuller things he has been doing on more recent albums (but I also like some of the recent albums quite a bit).  I haven't been finding myself drawn to listen to Through this Fire Across from Peter Balkan the way I listened to Bleed Out or Jenny from Thebes, and the last one I had one repeat endlessly was probably Beat the Champ (my entry into Goats fandom was when Transcendental Youth had been released and shortly before Beat the Champ came out, so those two have an unfair advantage, for me).


 

Rosewater by Tade Thompson

Dec. 30th, 2025 07:15 pm
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I suspect I have higher tolerance than most for books with unpleasant protagonists, provided the book recognizes that the protagonist sort of sucks. I have very low tolerance for books where the protagonist sucks and the book thinks the protagonist is A+ super amazing. Those grate on me and I really get very annoyed. But I think even a little acknowledgment that the protagonist has flaws can smooth things for me quite a bit.

Kaaro, the protagonist of Tade Thompson’s Rosewater, is not a particular pleasant or likable person. He has lots of moral failings, from casual sexism to a general lack of interest in others, a frustrating passivity with respect to the morality of how he is using his psychic powers for his main job (government interrogations) and/or freelance jobs (finding lost things, bank security, etc.). He is a bit better morally now than he was as a kid (stealing things he didn’t need just because his psychic powers helped him know where valuables were), but he between his own lack of moral direction and the forces taking advantage of his powers, he is not much improved, and certainly doing more consequential things than stealing a few hundred bucks or some jewelry.

I don’t think we are supposed to see Kaaro as admirable or flawless. I do think we are supposed to find some of his personality charming, which may or may not land, but the most interesting things going on in the story are probably about connection and isolation. Kaaro’s ability is to be connected to other people (via a ubiquitous network of microscopic alien fungus that permits mental and emotional information to be perceived by those who are sensitive like Kaaro). As is often the case with these sorts of stories, we see exploration of identity in relation to how one is delineated from others, how access to someone else’s mind can bring or undermine closeness, how a telepath’s respect for someone’s mental privacy is fundamental to respecting their personhood. While Kaaro is not a great person when it comes to responsible use of telepathy in general, I think the book does a nice job of exploring these familiar themes in an interesting way through this flawed protagonist.

Where the book really stood out for me (and overcame the unnecessary time jumps in narrative presenation) is the alien consciousness and world building for the setting. The Nigeria of 2066 in which the story is set, and the city of Rosewater (which I did enjoy seeing in the different time periods, just maybe not jumping back and forth between them so much), were great! Rich settings! The different forces at work (Wormwood, Section 45, the Political Dissidents, the swaths of people seeking healing), were all great parts of the setting and world!

This is the first Tade Thompson I’ve read; I’ll probably read more. 

Oops!

Dec. 23rd, 2025 10:08 pm
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I forgot to finish my retrospective! I’ll do it soon (probably!) (maybe!) (hopefully!)

Instead, I am going to talk about how my kobo has made me better at using the library, because it has good Libby integration, and the primary upshot of this so far has been for me to DNF several books.

Historically, I don’t even start reading library books, really, before they are due back. I just check them out, the spirit fails to move me to start reading them, I read some other book instead, and then return the book unread to the library. (The beginning of If On A Winter’s Night A Traveler, where Calvino describes all the piles of books including the ones judging you for not getting around to reading them, really speaks to me!)

Anyway I searched for recommendations of books like Piranesi, or A Deadly Education, or Ancillary Justice, or Tombs of Atuan, or Constellation Games, or The Locked Tomb or Count of Monte Cristo, and got a bunch of recommendations. 


So far the best of those was the Black Tides of Heaven by Neon Yang. A messily plotted novel that works despite a lot of narrative jumping around, partially because the world building is clearly fully developed but not over exposited on the page. I was left wanting more, some threads didn’t go anywhere, or felt like rug pulls, but sometimes a messy interesting thing is better than a neat boring thing. (Usually. Always? Definitely usually.)

The worst, for me, for sure, was The Memory Police, which had a super compelling premise (an authoritarian island culture where the government disappears things physically and from people’s memories). The premise was hampered by completely incoherent logistics/worldbuilding. The narrator, for example, does remember things that have been disappeared, and tells us about them. But the narrator is explicitly not immune to the memory erasing powers of the authorities. So how can the narrator remember birds, the ferry, etc.? Good question! Distracting question! I read some reviews where I learned that the opening scene where the narrator finds out about perfume (which just seems like water to the narrator, having been influenced by the disappearance of the category “prank gifts” I guess?

 

 

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