Little note left by a couple who regularly visit the Trocadero. It’s lovely to get a compliment, but I hate to think they might have been treated differently by anyone in the hospitality industry or anyone in Dublin!
‘Ekstasis’ by Julia Holter reviewed by Jordan Crok and Brent Ables at Cokemachineglow:
The remarkable new album by Julia Holter unfolds within the space of a difference: “This is not ekstasis / This is ecstasy,” a difference of expression that is more profoundly a difference in our being—or rather, the difference that is our being, that scatters us from ourselves and thereby sanctions our existence. This is ekstasis, literally “being outside oneself,” as it was first defined by the ancient Greeks and again by their great student Martin Heidegger (who also called it transcendence): as always already concerned and involved with a world that is “other” and cast beyond ourselves into a past that is no longer and a future that is not yet, we step out of the stasis proper to natural beings and enter into the distinctive play of presence and absence that is proper to human existence.
“It all looks a bit like a shallow T mobile advert, shot by the Pepsi Max pricks, complete with conspiracy theory-style visuals and weird shots of idealistic youths who’ve been recruited to the cause….
“It’s the fastest-spreading viral video ever…In fact the only way a You Tube video could get any more viral is if Susan Boyle and the cat bin lady teamed up to eat shit out of the same cup”
From ‘lifelong TinTin fan’ Nicholas Lezard of the Guardian’s calm and measured review of the new Spielberg movie.
No. Not ‘calm and measured’. What’s the word?
Coming out of the new Tintin film directed by Steven Spielberg, I found myself, for a few seconds, too stunned and sickened to speak; for I had been obliged to watch two hours of literally senseless violence being perpetrated on something I loved dearly. In fact, the sense of violation was so strong that it felt as though I had witnessed a rape.