John Swartzwelder

The Exploding Detective
John Swartzwelder

This year's John Swartzwelder novel is The Exploding Detective, which is a Frank Burly story dealing with supervillainy, time travel, and jetpacks. If you've read any of his other novels, and especially The Time Machine Did It or How I Conquered Your Planet, then that's all you need to know. If not, I will explain a little.

John Swartzwelder is, as the cover of his books say, the author of 59 Simpsons episodes. He stopped writing for the Simpsons in 2004 and started writing these books (though he was back to write on the movie). I'm sure most people will find their way to these books from the high praise they get on the commentary tracks to the latest few Simpsons DVDs, as I did.

There is a piece of the commentary for season 10 where the staff says that John Swartzwelder can get them to keep anything in the script, no matter how ridiculous, by prefixing it with "for some reason" (a gunfight breaks out between the cowboys, for some reason, one starts digging a hole). I'd say something like 1/5th of the humor in these books comes from something similar–a little tag at the end of an otherwise cliché sentence.

Anyway, the books are short and not too expensive, so I'd say start with The Time Machine Did It and work your way up. He's writing about 1 a year, if you include the non Frank Burly Double Wonderful.

Palomar

All Things, Forests is Palomar's 2007 release on Misra records, recently merged with bay area indie poster child Absolutely Kosher. In fact, my discovery of Palomar is due entirely to the inclusion of a Misra sampler alongside the usual Absolutely Kosher sampler from my Get Him Eat Him / Bottom of the Hudson order of last month.

Singing duties belong to Rachel Warren, and a press blurb on their official site says "Rachel Warren's singing is simple and tonally pure, with the same mix of velvety sweetness and skyscraping grandeur that makes boys swoon for Jenny Lewis." Leaving aside for the moment my disagreement with the word "skyscraping," this review gives the wrong impression. "Velvety" I suppose must mean "like shouting, but quieter," and I suppose "skyscraping" means "sometimes just shouting." "Tonally pure" sounds like someone was trying to find a nice way to say "boring."

Now I feel like I've corrected too far. Her singing isn't bad, her voice just isn't very distinctive1. However, the rest of the band makes up for that. The arrangements are unusual but never jarring, and the songs are fun, sometimes catchy. The first six tracks are strong and varied, including the song "Our Haunt" included on the aforementioned Misra sampler, and "How to Beat Dementia." There is a fantastic little guitar line in the chorus of "Beats Beat Nothing," that should have been repeated another couple times, but that may be my fascination with echo. The weaker songs that occur here and there on the back half of the record aren't actually bad, they just aren't going to make any mixtapes. Stronger tracks on the back half include "Woah!" and the last song, "Alone."

So where does it fit on a scale that runs from OMC's How Bizzare to the Wrens The Meadowlands? Right about Speakerboxxx. It's a good album, but you can't help but think of The Love Below. Listen to it, enjoy it.

1. I can't help wondering at this point whether this criticism is unfounded. I like relatively few bands with female lead singers, and I am always comparing their singing to that of Kim Deal, which is unfair. There is only one other singer who sounds like Kim Deal, and that is Kelley Deal. When I hear some female singers I am tempted to say "she's trying too hard," or "who told her to sing like that?" and yet here I am criticizing a voice as "not very distinctive.

Harry Potter

Harry Potter is a series of books about teenage wizards fighting against a twisted dark wizard named Voldemort. You might want to consider not saying his name. It's fucking cursed. In book 1, Harry learns all about wizard school and the crazy wizard lacrosse game, Quidditch. Quidditch matches are to Harry Potter as hunting parties are to the novels of Anthony Trollope: expect that you will have to read about a match every 200 pages. (An aside here, Quidditch is scored like Family Feud–you can play the first two rounds, but the third round all alone is worth 300 points and basically determines the outcome of the game. Similarly, the team that "catches the golden snitch" almost always wins.) He also saves an artifact called the Sorceror's Stone from falling into the hands of the bad guy. Some dude has two faces and it sucks.

In book 2, Harry discovers a secret room in the castle, and is attacked by a lizard. There is also a talking book. It reminded me of Stevie Wonder's seminal 1972 album, Talking Book. He saves a little girl.

Book 3 is a family story, with Harry learning lots about his parents and his Godfather. He also does a lot of sneaking around and gets a magical map. The book is also about racism. Get used to that, too.

In Book 4, Harry is entered in the junior wizard olympics, fighting dragons and swimming underwater and going through a hedge maze. At the end it turns out that the bad guy (I said his name at the top) is back, which eats shit. Also, Harry has his first crush on a girl, and starts growing hair in places.

Book 5 is about a super secret club called the Order of the Phoenix, dedicated to fighting the bad guy wherever he goes. It is also about exams. Exams in England don't make much sense, and wizard exams don't actually seem any stranger than secular exams. I will spoil it for you now: Harry ends up doing pretty well, but not as well as his know-it-all friend Hermione.

In Book 6, Harry gets some help with his schoolwork from an old book. It's kinda cheating, but he thinks maybe the book belonged to his dad (it didn't), and I thought maybe it had belonged to his mom (it didn't), and it isn't until the very end that it turns out that it belonged to bad guy #2. Also, Harry's wizard mentor is killed, and leaves Harry with a daunting task that leads directly to book 7…

In which Harry goes looking for about 10 different magical items that he needs to either possess or destroy in order to win the fight against the main bad dude. His friends fight and they spend a lot of time camping, and then there is a big battle at the end and a lot of complicated stuff about magic wands. You could replace most of the second-to-last chapter with a discussion about the merits of turbochargers as opposed to the merits of superchargers if you want, Harry is going to recap all of the wand stuff in a dramatic monologue at the end anyway. Oh, and it turns out bad guy #2, well, I don't want to spoil it.

I got to Harry Potter by a circuitous route, after reading Can You Forgive Her, Phineas Finn, everything by Haruki Murakami, The House of Mirth, and The Satanic Verses. One day I had an extra 5 minutes, and I started reading a wikipedia article about magic wands in Harry Potter. I was warned that the books weren't really about magic wands, but still I embarked on the journey.

Although I wrote the review as if you hadn't read it, I don't feel the need to offer a recommendation. Either you will read it or you won't. You know which you are.

Absolutely Kosher

Arms Down
Get Him Eat Him

Arms Down is Get Him Eat Him's sophomore offering on Absolutely Kosher. I'm a huge fan of Get Him Eat Him's first record, Geography Cones, and I've even been known to comment favorably on their demo, Casual Sex. This album isn't going to make any converts, but that isn't necessarily bad. If you like Get Him Eat Him, you will like this. If you don't, skip it. I think it's fantastic. I've realized what it is about GHEH that draws me in. If you listen to their songs, you will spend the first minute or so, usually the verses, saying, "OK, this is a rock song," and it's easy to tune out there, but you shouldn't, because, what Get Him Eat Him does that I haven't experienced anywhere else is to hide one perfect musical moment, one brilliant chord progression or verbal trill, in an otherwise very ordinary song.

That sounds like a criticism, but it isn't, because when you hear that one perfect moment in each song, a chill runs down your spine, and on a per song basis, I don't think any other band delivers as many chills. They have a high chill ratio.

Fantastic Hawk
Bottom of the Hudson

Fantastic Hawk is the latest release on Absolutely Kosher by Bottom of the Hudson. I had their Riot Act EP, which I think I got as part of a "every album we released this year" package a couple of years back. It was good. Good enough that with only six songs, they're sitting pretty at #41 on my last.fm profile with 136 listens (compare with GHEH's 335 to see just how much I love Geography Cones). So the band had enough currency with me to assure that I was going to get it, but I fully expected it to be the side dish to a Get Him Eat Him main course. In fact it was the opposite. While Arms Down is a great record, Fantastic Hawk blows it away. As far as I can tell, there isn't a dog on the record, and I consider that high praise–my all-time favorite record, The Meadowlands (The Wrens) has two tracks I normally skip. There is something… hard to place exactly, but there is a Psychedelic Furs quality to the vocals on the record that really compliments the guitar work.

The only downside I can see from the record is that the consistency of the songs means that there just aren't any standouts (at least no early favorites have emerged in the week I've had it), so it's hard to see what I will integrate into heterogeneous playlists. It may be that tracks from Fantastic Hawk only get played while I am listening to the whole record.

Now, some unpleasant business:

I didn't want to mention this until I had reviewed the record, because it dominates the actual review, but Absolutely Kosher is reporting that Bottom of the Hudson had a serious accident in their tour van on Sunday night, and unfortunately, bass player Trevor Butler lost his life. Drummer Greg Lytle is also still hospitalized, though as of the latest update, he has stabilized. Absolutely Kosher has set up a fund accepting donations for the band (it is important to remember that they are an indie rock band and no millionaires), and you can help out at http://absolutelykosher.com. Of course, buying the record would also help out.

The House of Mirth

The House of Mirth, like many Victorian novels, is about marrying well. Stay with me, here, because there are two differences between this and the reviews of several English novels I've read in the last two years. In the first place, it isn't English. It's a story of old New York, turn of the century. Of course, it is about the upper class, and they spend a great deal of time in Europe, but it is not English. Second and more importantly, it does not have a happy ending. Not even a happy ending for the main character tempered by, say, an unhappy marriage for her best friend. It is not Can You Forgive Her.

Lily Bart is a stunning beauty and an accomplished flirt, but, for whatever reason, keeps ruining her prospects for a good marriage. She's self destructive. She is also poor, and running with a wealthy crowd which exhausts her resources and puts her in debt. She has a number of unsavory business associations, which hurt her social prospects, and she finds her name connected, in rumor, to two different married men.

There are sympathetic characters in the story, like Gertie Farrish, but they are few and far between. Almost everyone in the book is unlikeable, including, for the most part, Lily. Still, by the end, I had come around to hoping things would go well with her, and I was a little disappointed when they did not, but I suppose that's part of what makes the novel fresh.