There's tomorrows working day sorted out.
How can you turn it down when he's talking about 'Appalling rotters' and 'the boche' in the first few pages...then the ocean going coke abuse starts. 1922 remember!
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 21:39, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

Monty was around in 1922?
I fucking knew it.
(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 21:43, Reply)

Read it
It's wonderful.
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 21:50, Reply)

I have a Crowley book somewhere.
Can't remember which one though.

For racismlols I think Conrad is always worth a chuckle.

He's also pretty much the only Modernist I can enjoy reading (that is unless you count Beckett and Burroughs as Modernists- I've read serious academic work that cites Burroughs as a Modernist but I can't agree).

The same work though posits Beckett as the first postmodernist- a view I'm happy to take on board and discuss if need be.
(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 21:53, Reply)

Burroghs is superb.
Not that keen on the heavy cut up stuff though. Junky is brilliant, got that on CD, with Burroughs himself reading it, very dreamy and soothing.
(Cancer Joy was short lived, Thu 6 Jan 2011, 21:58, Reply)