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Coviello, Peter

 
9780226828084: Is There God after Prince?: Dispatches from an Age of Last Things
Softcover
ISBN 10: 0226828085 ISBN 13: 9780226828084
Verlag: University of Chicago Press, 2023

Inhaltsangabe

Essays considering what it means to love art, culture, and people in an age of accelerating disaster.

This is a book about loving things—books, songs, people—in the shadow of a felt, looming disaster. Through lyrical, funny, heart-wrenching essays, Peter Coviello considers pieces of culture across a fantastic range, setting them inside the vivid scenes of friendship, dispute, romance, talk, and loss, where they enter our lives. Alongside him, we reencounter movies like The Shining, shows like The Sopranos; videos; poems; novels by Sam Lipsyte, Sally Rooney, and Paula Fox; as well as songs by Joni Mitchell, Gladys Knight, Steely Dan, Pavement, and the much-mourned saint of Minneapolis, Prince.

Navigating an overwhelming feeling that Coviello calls “endstrickenness,” he asks what it means to love things in calamitous times, when so much seems to be shambling toward collapse. Balancing comedy and anger, exhilaration and sorrow, Coviello illuminates the strange ways the things we cherish help us to hold on to life and to its turbulent joys. Is There God after Prince? shows us what twenty-first-century criticism can be, and how it might speak to us, in a time of ruin, in an age of “Last Things.”

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Peter Coviello is the author of five previous books, including Tomorrow’s Parties, a finalist for a 2013 Lambda Award in LGBT Studies; Long Players, a memoir selected as one of Artforum’s Ten Best Books of 2018; and Make Yourselves Gods, also published by the University of Chicago Press. His essays have appeared in Frieze, Chicago Review, Los Angeles Review of Books, Raritan, Elle, and Believer, among other publications. He is professor of English at the University of Illinois at Chicago.
 

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An attachment to life: One uncheerful presumption in what follows is that precisely that quantity is perhaps more faltering, more inconstant, than we like to admit. But another is that things like books and records, even when they cannot fortify that attachment, are for many of us a way of taking its measure, of calibrating it out to the last fluctuating decimal. And that— as you will find me saying a lot here, often in the key of a startled, semibewildered joyousness not at all far from Lisa Walker’s own— is a long human way from nothing.
I think of it like this: There are the worlds that make us, full of malignity and avarice, exploitation and struggle and halting moments of reprieve. And alongside these, there are the worlds we try to make, patched together out of scraps of this and that— texts and playlists, sex and talk, ardor and sorrow tracing their tight circuits around our lives. A sustained implicit proposition of this book is that one thing criticism might do— or try to do— is chart the ways certain cherished things (songs, poems, movies, etc.) fold these worlds together and, for a blazing instant or two, make them sensible to one another. That dizzying folding- together, you could say, is the secret subject of these essays, as much as any heartbreak ballad, radiant passage of prose, or Joni song.
Which is to say these essays form, cumulatively, their own quiet brief on behalf of “criticism.” Or, at least, of criticism in a certain mode: promiscuous in attention, prone to overheating, in the agitated vernacular, and wrought round with the interwoven dilemmas of worldly grief, local sorrow, ordinary blindsiding joy. These are pieces that approach a jumbled array of objects chiefly by setting them back into the scenes in which they were found— these range hectically from the private (a kid’s graduation, a divorce) to the exceedingly not- private (an election, a pandemic)— and speaking about them in the offhand idioms that circulated there. You will accordingly find a lot of room in here for immoderate devotion, lachrymose receptiveness, laughter unto illness, all sorts of sputtering wonder— as well as some boredom, some irritation, the lesser varieties of outrage, disbelief, disaffection. That, give or take, is the prevailing mode.
What follow, in other words, are essays: shortish bursts of ardor and appraisal, intertwining with life.
It perhaps goes without saying that this is not the only conceivable approach to the world of culture. (Having feelings about art, the polemicists among us might insist, is possibly the least interesting thing you can do with it.) Where, you might ask, is the levelheaded objectivity, the measured lucidity of detachment? To which I can only reply: not here. I pursue these different, rather more unplacid clarities not because they make for some absolute standard. As a person who also writes criticism in a more professionally academic mode, I can readily attest: they do not. Writing of this sort can claim for itself, it’s true, a whole host of authorizing antecedents. For me, these involve everything from scholarly fare like Eve Sedgwick’s Tendencies and Hortense Spillers’s Black, White, and in Color, Seamus Heaney’s Preoccupations, and Adam Phillips’s On Flirtation to galvanizing works like Flyboy in the Buttermilk by Greg Tate, Air Guitar by Dave Hickey, H Is for Hawk by Helen MacDonald, newer writing by Jessica Hopper, Hanif Abdur-raquib, Anne Boyer, and Teju Cole, and many, many another excursion into essayistic criticism. All these writers mean a lot to me, as thinkers and stylists both, and you’ll find their mixed impress throughout the work that follows.
For all that, though, I suspect the nearer truth may be that such preferences as these essays display— their refusals to pretend not to know what heartbreak is, say, or bliss— have their roots elsewhere. You could think of it, I suppose, as a kind of faith-keeping: just one small way of staying true to those noisy, voluble, homegrown scenes of appraisal and dispute where— perhaps like some of you— I first learned what it might mean to care about books and records with a prodigal, a lifewide devotion. Such scenes take up a good deal of airtime in the pieces gathered here, though I can tell you right now this is not because they weren’t in many respects preposterous, because of course they were, prolifically so. But then that’s so much of what love does, isn’t it? High up among its metamorphic endowments, it makes us preposterous.
 

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Verlag
University of Chicago Press
Erscheinungsdatum
2023
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0226828085
ISBN 13 
9780226828084
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Anzahl der Seiten
295
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