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He died in 1994, but you can hear Derek Raymond read from his novel He Died With His Eyes Open in a clip on the Melville House Web site.Labels: Derek Raymond
posted by Peter Rozovsky at 1:34 PM
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11 Comments:
Dora Suarez had been sitting on my TBR for years.
You could do worse than plucking it from the pile.
Apropos of nothing, except that the topic comes up occasionally at DBB...
The topic of the dating of popular culture references in fiction.
Here's a dilly from a 1978 crime fiction novel: A group of boys/young men come indoors from poolside for dinner. "They made loud vocal noises and plate-clattering noises. 'Butter!' somebody said. 'Parkay!' somebody else said. Would anyone under 30 "get" the precise reference?
I checked. This product is still available. Its current ad campaign relates to another recent DBB post and comments. Truth in advertising. "Made with real nonfat milk for a fresh and creamy taste." How can something made with nonfat milk taste "creamy"? Or shouldn't I ask? As the "creamy" ingredient is probably something I can't spell, can't determine its provenance, etc.
I've long had an idea for a butter/Parkay commercial starring Marlon Brando and Maria Schneider.
Since they're both dead, this project should prove interesting.
The wonders of CGI, maybe?
Creamy...all-natural...new and improved...the shite we grew up being exposed to!
I remember thinking that PF Flyers really would make me run faster and jump higher!
Ha! And I thought that Yardley cosmetics and Oh! de London cologne really would give me "The London Look" (and smell). Oh, that marvelous black cake eyeliner! Ah, memories of lost youth!
I suppose the author of that novel did not write with a view to posterity. Let its datedness stand as a warning against filling one's fiction with current cultural references, such as Quick, Henry! The Flit!
A link to you post:
http://therapsheet.blogspot.com/2011/10/bullet-points-waiting-for-halloween.html
Thank you, and thanks to the good people at the Rap Sheet.
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