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"Art is creation in response to lack. Quite different from a stand-in for the archetype, which must be there, somewhere, the art object is a kind of fetish, a replacement for some real thing that is missing." - Mike Kelley
I'm happy to welcome Mark O'Connell on this second episode of Murder House Sold, a Perfect Taste Forever miniseries about True Crime, to talk about his new book A Thread Of Violence. Mark's a fantastic author and journalist whose previous books To Be a Machine and Notes From The Apocalypse are both remarkable examinations of grim insistence entropy can be defied.
Ultimately along the same lines, his new work A Thread Of Violence is recounts extended conversations Mark had with one of Ireland's most famous living murders in order to write a book about him that doubles as a meditation on what it means to write true crime. It's one of the best true crime books I've ever read, though I think neither author nor subject would be totally comfortable that description.
I know Mark so decided to ask him loads of annoying questions, and even a few "more of a comment than a question"s, about it. He kindly agreed.
Murder House Sold is Perfect Taste Forever miniseries, a show usually only available to SF Ultra patrons. The other episodes are solo, like SFUltra itself, and cover the more esoteric end of long form, largely literary, cultural criticism.
"I know that. The difference between male and female perversion. The action of the man is directed toward a symbol, not himself. The woman acts against herself." - In the Cut, Susanne Moore
"Ok, that's life, that's what I was told anyway And picking your feet till they bleed may only be the half of it If every fourth animal in the world is a beetle Perhaps every fourth person is a dumb fuck Listen, listen carefully now here's the answer It rhymes with 'axe' Why...it's those personal acts of course Those personal acts Those suicide pacts Those carelessly stored razorblades in the hands of small children... It's my face smeared on the pavement" - Every Day I Start To Ooze, Nomeansno
"Well, they called me a little so and so and so Yeah? Now they're hummin' a different tune Oh, this is a job for a stupid man
Smoke it down to the filter and put it out on your hand"
- Glamorous, Jesus Lizard
"Besides myself, the basement is totally empty. It is dark and musty. It serves no purpose. And yet the entire world is down here, the whole universe" - Down Here, Bosse-De-Nage
"If I'm the talker, here's the thing Just who the hell is listening? And if I am not tongue but ears Then whose voice is it that I hear? I swallow, choke, and clear my throat Here comes another anecdote A narrative of restlessness Of what's been done and what is next Does it love me, does it not? Will this seduction never stop? Hear the clacking parrot's beak That speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks Speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks Speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks Speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks Speaks and speaks and speaks and speaks" - Nomeansno, Can't Stop Talking
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