One would think that owning a record store, my ears would be filled with music when I walk. Nope.
Mostly, I listen to audiobooks and podcasts. On this trip I’ve gone with some old reliables:
Love + Radio. One of the few podcasts I’ve financially supported. The quality of their productions, the variety of topics, and the depth of their research are without peer, imo. The Guardian described it best: “The show always feels out of time and space, in and of its own world.”
99% Invisible. For my money, the most consistently great podcast there’s ever been. The current series, The History of the United States in 100 Objects is diverse and fascinating.
Tetragrammaton. I absolutely hate the advertisers on this show, but Rick Rubin is an interesting interviewer and he has some wonderful guests. I’ve been a fan of David Whyte since being introduced to him in 2017 on a blind date with a Lecturer from UCLA. Rubin has a two-parter with Whyte which is wonderful.
RadioLab. This podcast has gone downhill since its two main hosts left, but I do sometimes revisit old episodes. My two favorites are Memory and Forgetting and Corpse Demon. Fascinating stuff.
Jon Fosse is a Norwegian writer who seems to be having a bit of a day in the North American sun since winning the Nobel Prize a couple years back. He was already well-known outside of North America as he’s the most produced living playwright in Europe. So respected is he in his native land, the Norwegian government has granted him a lifetime stipend for his future output.
Fosse refers to himself as a writer of Mystical Realism (as opposed to Magical Realism). He’s probably most famous for, in many of his best-known works, a lack of full stops and the repetition of very simple language. Though Cormac McCarthy's use of punctuation was spare, it does not match Fosse's. For instance, there is not a single period to be found in Septology’s 700+ pages. His style compares to no other writer I’m familiar with and if forced to create some sort of analogy, I’d probably go to the hypnotic music of Philip Glass. You think it’s the same thing being repeated ad naseum until you allow yourself to be escorted by it and begin to feel the subtle differences make contact with you. It is an eye-opening revelation when it hits you. David Milch once said of this kind of realization: “Oh! This guy’s been fuckin' walking with me!,” though he was referring to Kierkegaard.
Let me illustrate the repetition with the opening of Boathouse, one of my favorite books by Fosse, written before he ditched the full stops:
Fosse’s writing is bleak, impassive, mournful, circuitous, almost insistently inscrutable. It is also deeply spiritual — and not in the manner of Instagram-friendly New Age aphorisms. …
At times while reading the first two books of Septology, I walked around in a fugue-like state, wondering what it was that I was reading, exactly. A parable? A gospel? A novel bereft of the usual markings of plot, time, and character? The answer appeared to be all of the above, but although I usually balk at anything mystical, the effect was haunting and cumulative. …
Fosse’s interest[ed] in doubling: both the multitudes we each contain — all the roads not taken — and how we grow estranged from ourselves over time.
This doubling is all throughout his work — at least in everything I've read: Septology, Boathouse, Aliss at the Fire, Trilogy, Morning and Evening, A Shining, Vaim. I'm not talking about doppelgängers, but repeated names and characteristics existing both simultaneously and throughout time, many of the stories becoming ouroboroses of theme and language.
Again, my mind goes to David Milch, as it often does, as he is a firm believer in the connectedness of all things. Sort of a panpsychism but not that individual every-things have conscience, but that there is one conscience of which every thing is a part. I'm not religious but suspect such a belief disagrees with Fosse's Catholicism — though I'm happy to believe that both men are correct and that there is no conflict. (Mickey Newbury once asked:* "Did God make time to keep it all from happening at once?" and James Lee Burke has repeatedly said we're all "in a dream in the mind of God.")
Of course, I am reading Fosse in translation, mostly by Damien Searls — a man who learned Nynorsk (the language Fosse writes in) specifically to read Fosse. Some of the Fosse I’ve finished I haven’t read myself, but have had it read to me. The master narrator of his work is actor Kåre Conradi. Here he is reading the first half of the Boathouse excerpt above:
K Conradi reads Boathouse by Jon Fosse
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Try that for four and a half hours — or 28 in the case of the seven volumes that make up Septology! Fosse, especially as read by Conradi, has a way of burrowing into your conscience until, yes, he is walking with you.
