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Film I have loved the series on John Adams on HBO. The acting is so superb and the attention to historical detail—in the script, costumes and set—is really unparalleled. Now that George Washington is dead, I do miss David Morse's laconic portrayal of the first president, but there is still much to satisfy. I have been so struck by the mettle of the men who founded this country and wrote the Constitution. What unbelievable persistence and integrity. I wonder if any of us would have the attention span required to forge a whole new world. I wish we did.

Theater "The Seafarer" by Conor McPherson, which just closed on Broadway (link) starred the currently ubiquitous and completely wonderful David Morse among others in a fantastic cast. This Faustian tale about myth, Ireland, alcohol, friendship, brothers and how the past will suddenly reappear to shake you to your roots, was a thoroughly enjoyable evening. I am a big fan of McPherson, and of literate, dark and humorous plays like this one.

Book I read several books in the last few weeks, but my favorite by far was "Saturday" by Ian McEwan. May I join the chorus in proclaiming McEwan one of the top five— maybe top three—novelists alive today? I loved "Atonement", but "Saturday" really seals the deal for me. It takes place entirely on one Saturday in the life of a London neurosurgeon. As an added bonus for me, McEwan sourced Frank Vertosick's "When The Air Hits Your Brain" for his neurosurgical details, a book which was one of my picks earlier in the year. "Saturday" has everything—a real understanding of music, and lots of specific references to artists and records, neurosurgery (which has occupied my brain a lot lately—no pun intended), monogamous love and the mystical pressure cooker we find ourselves in when our lives change on a single day. I can say, unequivocally, that you will find reading this to be an ennobling experience.

Music I find myself listening to Steve Earle's 'Washington Square Serenade' and Rodney Crowell's new record lately. (I am not sure what Rodney's record is called—producer Joe Henry gave me an advance copy). Both writers are deeply inspiring to me, as I've said many times before. Both cover a lot of emotional territory here. Interestingly, Rodney is a bit darker than usual, and Steve is a bit lighter, probably due in part to the presence of the angelic Allison Moorer. It is really thrilling to follow the convoluted journeys of such great songwriters.

Speaking of songwriting, please check out Measure for Measure in the New York Times online. I'm delighted to be part of a group of songwriters documenting the process.



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book I read two books about art forgery this month. I got a little obsessed with the idea and history of the forgery of Old Masters. (I guess the surgery didn't fix the OCD gene. Darn.) My agent, Merrilee Heifetz, gave me an advance copy of Michael Gruber's 'The Forgery of Venus' and I just ate this with a spoon. The book centers on two of my favorite topics: time travel and great art. The protagonist, a modern painter in New York City, enrolls in a drug study at Columbia University and takes a drug that induces time travel. He travels to the 16th century and runs in to Velasquez. That's all I will tell you--- it's too good to give away. I was sorry to turn the final page on this-- SO sorry, that I immediately read "I Was Vermeer", a biography by Frank Wynne of Hans Van Meegeren, the greatest forger of Old Masters in modern times. Not as delicious, but still quite a compelling story. There are photos. Is it hubris for me to say I didn't like the forgeries nearly as much as the real Vermeers?

music I like the young ladies lately—Amy Winehouse, Feist, Amy McDonald, Adele. It's very inspiring.

television 'In Treatment', the new HBO series. The OCD gene is getting a workout with this one. Mr. L and I discuss the characters afterward and disagree vehemently with how realistic—or not—their situations are. I say anything that you can conceive has been brought up in therapy. Mr. L likes a somewhat more refined palette of desires. And p.s., I love love love Gabriel Byrne. He is one sex god of a psychologist. (Mr. L knows I feel this way, so don't be writing in.)



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Books:Two absolutely delightful books this month: "The Uncommon Reader" by Alan Bennett, and "The Principles of Uncertainty" by Maira Kalman.

First I must admit that I have a near-worship of Maira Kalman. I consider her to be a quintessential Artist, and a great inspiration. I just saw her new show of artwork at the Julie Saul gallery in Chelsea, and I was wonder-struck. I bought the book, "The Principles of Uncertainty", which contains all the art from the show, and I have been relishing it. You must experience it yourself. I don't want to provide a narrative for it-- her narrative is too beautiful and meandering.

Alan Bennett is so funny, and, unlike many modern humorists, has so much humanity. "The Uncommon Reader" has a wonderful premise-- the Queen of England becomes an avid reader late in life, and it changes everything within her and without her. Absolute pleasure.

Film: "Michael Clayton". I loved this movie, and it has one of the greatest final scenes I have seen in many a long year. George Clooney and Tilda Swinton are fantastic, and Tom Wilkinson should get all the Oscars this year.

Music: I have to give it up for the Boss. "Magic" is pretty great, and the opening track is worth the price of admission. I have undending respect for Springsteen, who knows who he is and lets that knowledge underpin everything he does.
I've also been enjoying the New Radicals. I don't know how I missed this record the first time around, but it's Pure Pop for us Now People. Reminds me of Crowded House, and that can only be good. I've also dipped back in to Arvo Part, although if I'm already feeling a bit down, he can be a bit dangerous. Love those people.


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Book: "The Kite Runner", by Khaled Hosseini. So many people told me to read this book, but I was just not interested, and I'm not sure why. Then I read it. It is breathtakingly beautiful, poetic, painful and redemptive. This is Mr. Hosseini's first novel, which is kind of unbelievable. He had THIS in him his whole life and waited to write it? I stand in awe. The book has been made into a film, about to be released, and I encourage you to read it before seeing the film. I did not understand what happened to Afghanistan and Afghan culture when the Taliban took control, and that event serves as a backdrop for this story, which is really the story of two little boys, and what happens to them.

Film: "La Vie En Rose". Well, I can't say I ENJOYED this, but it does have its merits. The life of Edith Piaf is far too tragic to make for a film that you enjoy in the traditional sense, but the actress who portrays her.. wow. What an amazing performance. And it was great to get an overview of her music, although by the second hour of the film, Mr. L was muttering to the screen 'Just DON'T SING'. Okay, this doesn't sound like a recommendation as such, but it's an extremely well-acted, interesting and painful 2 and a half hour journey into the life of Edith Piaf.

Music: "Civilians", Joe Henry. My friend Joe is a restless American, a deep thinker, a great poet, a musical juggernaut and a Gentleman and A Scholar.
I love this record. Two standouts are "Parker's Mood", which made me cry, and "Our Song". I had the pleasure and honor of witnessing the process of writing "Our Song" firsthand, as he sent his original prose on the subject for my perusal. I am deeply inspired and moved by Joe's truth-seeking and seemingly effortless access to those deep creative forces (what some might call God, what some might call Meaning). This record is such a gem. It's not just entertainment, it's important.



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Music Crowded House, live at the Beacon Theater, August 8, 2007. I was so happy to be sitting in this audience. I revere Neil Finn, and the entire band was in wonderful form. It was loose, it was great, it was inspiring. I have never heard them live, although I've been a fan for many years. When I fell in love with Mr. L, I listened obsessively to two songs: "And I Fell" by World Party and "Fall at Your Feet" by Crowded House. (Interesting, those allusions to falling...). To hear "Fall at Your Feet" live, singing along with Mr. L at my side on a hot summer night, was a moment of magic.

Book I'm currently reading John Hockenberry's 'Moving Violations'. I have great admiration for this superb journalist and his humor, lack of self-pity and keen eye for reporting, both in the outside world and the even more complicated landscape of the heart, mind and body. This is an inspiring book, written with as much literary and emotional integrity and creativity as the man himself.

Film "2 Days in Paris". Julie Delpy is quite the renaissance woman. She wrote, directed and starred in this film. I think she even wrote some of the music.
This film, on surface, isn't about anything of great import—she takes her boyfriend to visit her parents in Paris for two days, and runs into various old boyfriends, and several obnoxious taxi drivers, and has an allergic reaction to a mussel. But there is something really compelling about this film. Her attention to detail is fantastic, and her feel for dialogue is so natural, and so much fun. The repartee she has with her boyfriend (Adam Goldberg) is heady and breathtaking. Her parents are played by her real parents, both French actors, and they are wonderful.

Favorite environmental website at the moment: Greendimes.com. Get yourself removed from dozens of catalogs, reduce your junk mail, and save a few thousand trees!



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Book Kurt Andersen's "Heyday". I haven't enjoyed a novel this much in a very long time. Kurt is absolutely fastidious with the details of life in 1848, and it is particularly fascinating to visit New York City in that time. I love historical novels anyway, but this one is very special. The narrative is seamless, and, as I said, the near obsessive attention to detail is right up my alley. It's going to be hard to find something else this satisfying next month.

Music Kind of a diverse month. I've been listening to Loudon Wainwright III's 'History', 'Turandot' with Maria Callas, Glenn Gould's complete Goldberg Variations, and I just got into Wilco's Blue Sky. I feel a little dizzy, going from Maria Callas to Jeff Tweedy, and I like it that way. All good stuff.

Film Hands down: "The Live Of Others". This isn't just a great film, and I don't use the word 'great' loosely, this is an important film. The story of a Stasi secret policeman in East Berlin in the 1970's who wiretaps a writer and his actress girlfriend, and whose life is completely changed by what he overhears. It won the Oscar for best foreign film this year, with good cause. Deeply moving.


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Book: I met Dr. Oliver Sacks at a party recently, and I was as excited as a fifteen year old meeting Justin Timberlake. When I came home that night, I got online and ordered a book of his I didn't have, "MIgraine". As a migraine sufferer, I love his whole body-mind-spirit approach to migraines, and his respect for the mystery of the neurological storm they cause. I can't say I'm happy to get migraines, but I feel a little special, having Dr. Sacks write about them.
    I've also been enjoying Alice Munro's 'Runaway'. She is one of my top five favorite writers, and this book doesn't disappoint.

Music: It's been a great month for music. I have gotten into Arcade Fire ("The Arcade Fire" and "Funeral") and Of Montreal ("Satanic Panic in the Attic") and have been inspired by them. I can't say I totally love everything each band does, but it's been an interesting journey with these records. I've had to open a few neural pathways heretofore rather sticky, and it's been good for me.
I have also completely loved, with all my heart, a record called "Misterioso", with compositions by Valentin Silvestrov, Arvo Part, Galina Ustvolskaya, Alexei Lubimov, Alexander Trostiansky and Kyrill Rybakov. The piece by Arvo Part, called "Spiegel im Spiegel", is so painfully beautiful that I had to turn it off the first time I heard it, pause, catch my breath, and start it over more prepared to hear something that makes every cell in your body ache.
    I have also loved "Elegy for the Uprooting", by Eleni Karaindrou. This record is a live concert recorded in Athens in 2005. It is extraordinarily beautiful.

Film: Well, I took some kids to see "Bridge to Terabithia", which was really good but made me cry. I also watched "Wit" again, for the first time in years. Emma Thompson is remarkable, but this also made me cry. I'm looking for some mindless chick flick entertainment.

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Film: I saw a lot of films on these transatlantic flights in the last month and I think my favorite was 'The Departed'. Okay, I did have to cover my eyes a few times as it gets pretty violent, but it is such a compelling, moving story. I really loved it and I think this is Scorsese's year. I think Leonardo DiCaprio is the most underrated actor in the world. He was superb.

Book: my dear friend, Adriana Trigiani, who is a one-woman empire, a force of nature, a Venus Genius, wrote this great series of books. The first was 'Big Stone Gap', several years ago, and the latest is "Home To Big Stone Gap", which I just finished. I loved it. I love Adri's natural way of writing and her feel for her characters. You can tell she loves them, and it makes you love them, too. I hated to leave Ave Maria Mulligan McChesney, but she'll be on the big screen soon as Adri has written the screenplay and is already in pre-production. I told you she was an empire.

Music: I have been listening obsesively to Brahms, played by Elisabeth Leonskaja. The particular recording I am in love with is on 222 Recordings, and it includes Opus 116-119.
Sublime.


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Book: I decided there were too many classics and not enough time, so I've gone back into the original list I made for myself many years ago of essential books to read before I die. I have started with "A Portrait of the Artist As A Young Man" by James Joyce, and I've also picked up "Moby Dick", but trying to read both at once is giving me vertigo. So Herman Melville will have to wait for me to finish with Joyce. Is it redundant and obvious to say that reading Joyce is like giving your mind a bath? Think of your mind as a toddler who has been out playing in the mud for about two weeks, and Joyce is the perfect mother who takes the toddler in and runs a nice warm bubble bath, and cleans off every last trace of filth. Okay, think of yourself as an adult toddler who has been playing in the mud of popular culture, reading 'People' magazine and celebrity trash, and poorly executed memoirs/emotional vomitus, and Joyce is the owner of the Ultimate Spa, who will remove every last trace of dangling participles, narcissism, split infinitives and obsession with television actors from the folds and creases of your body and mind. Think of Joyce as someone who would cringe at the above metaphor. I almost feel like I don't deserve him. He's James Joyce.

Music: Everyone keeps asking me for the list of 100 Essential Country Songs my father gave me when I was 18 years old. In due time, my friends, in due time.

In the meantime, I am very proud of my husband, Mr. L, and the work he has done with Shawn Colvin on her new record "These Four Walls". My particular favorite: "Venetian Blue".
I have also been loving Tim and Neil Finn in every possible record and venue. They never cease to inspire me as a songwriter.
Also, I was in a restaurant in New Hampshire a couple weeks ago, and they played the band Morphine over the sound system the whole time we were having lunch. I forgot how much I like that band.
At this very moment, I am listening to Queen, as my son feels it is the best background music in which to launch a toy dinosaur attack against a castle full of plastic insects.

Film: I haven't gone to see many films lately, only "Hollywoodland" and "Open Season". "Hollywoodland", although well-done and interesting, was just too depressing. It raised all kinds of questions for me about the life you want and the life you have, how to be gracious when you get what you want but when what comes with it carries a high price, etc. etc. I did think Ben Affleck and Diane Lane were very good. I saw "Mission Impossible 3" on an airplane and it was a lot of fun. Ka-boom.

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Music: "Uncle Rock Plays Well With Others." The second disc from my friend Robert Burke Warren, aka Uncle Rock, is so much fun. My seven year old and I had an Uncle Rock-fest last night and listened to the record three times straight through. If you have kids in the single-digits in your household, I highly recommend both Uncle Rock records. My fave songs off this new one are 'Picnic in the Graveyard' and "Rock and Roll Babysitter'. Your seven year old will love this, and you'll be happy to find music for kids that doesn't condescend.

Oh, I've been listening to a lot lately: Josh Ritter ('The Animal Years'), Nick Drake, Tori Amos, Eva Cassidy..... yeah, you got it. I'm retro. Josh Ritter gives me hope for the future, however. What a great songwriter.

I've also enjoyed the new Pretenders boxed set (do you not think "Brass in Pocket" one of the greatest rock and roll songs ever, ever?) and I found Lori McKenna's record, "Bittertown", to be really interesting. She is a superb lyricist. Radio Paradise on iTunes plays some GREAT music. What a pleasure to find that station.

Most of all this month, I have been humbled by how great Wilco is. I played a festival with them in Ottawa, and stayed to watch their set. Jeff Tweedy reminded me, before he went on, of Golden Smog's cover of my song "Seven Year Ache". I had failed to connect the dots there.
What a truly great band. They remind me of a post-modern version of The Band. I say that with the highest regard.

Book: "The Afterlife", by Donald Antrim. It's not what you think. This is a memoir of Antrim's mother. More specifically, it's a memoir of his life before and after his mother, and how he carries that mother--an alcoholic and breathtaking narcissist--around inside his psyche. He's a wonderful writer; dark, funny, insightful, poetic. I really enjoyed this book.

Film: Can I recommend "An Inconvenient Truth" two months in a row? It's that important.
For sheer summer guilty pleasure, I loved "The Devil Wears Prada". I would actually go see a film of Meryl Streep sleeping, but this is so much fun. She is just fantastic. The movie is a great chick flick, not quite as good as "Bridget Jones", but it'll do when the longing for chick flick-ness arises.

Favorite stop this summer: Paris. Mais oui. I stayed at the Relais Christine with two of my kids after the band and crew went back home, and we had the most lovely few days wandering around, eating at Laduree, going to the Cluny museum.


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Music: my daughter Chelsea is blowing my mind. She is a very specific kind of songwriter: Southern, gothic, female, mystical and grounded in deep Folk. She is a far better songwriter than I was at her age, and I think she has enormous potential. I did ask her permission to link to her MySpace page here: http://www.myspace.com/chelsea
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Book: "Peace Like a River". SO poetic and flows like a river. I love the Dad, who somehow has supernatural powers, which he keeps very private. I love a guy who doesn't brag about his supernatural powers. Also, the attention to detail and to the intricacies of relationships is just breathtaking. Highly recommended, and thanks, Jay Hass, for sending this my way.

Film: Is there any question? "An Inconvenient Truth". Oh, please go see it. Send your high schools. Take your mom and your grandchild. Wake up, take action, be part of the solution. I have infinite admiration for the Honorable Al Gore, who has spent his entire adult life in public service, and who now sounds the alarm for us to come to our senses and heal our planet.


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Books: I read two books on the beach in St. John: "Fat Girl", by Judith Moore, and "Veronica" by Mary Gaitskill. NOT light beach reading, I assure you. Both were heartbreaking, in their own way. I have never read a memoir as frank as Judith Moore's. She is completely lacking in self-pity, and totally unwilling to 'therapize' her way through her pain. The end result is incredibly liberating and inspiring. I admire her so much for her honesty and lack of self-indulgence. But this is a very painful book. It really tore at my heart. I saw inside the mind and heart of someone who thinks about food all the time, who lives inside the cage of fat and obsession. It awakened a lot of compassion, and humbled me, with my annoying ten pounds that come and go, in the face of real obesity, and the pain it causes.
"Veronica" is so dense that I had to put it down at times, even though I was absorbed in the story. It was so much to process. I wonder at a book that I recoil from, and yet love. Her sense of the mystical, and of the undercurrents of existence, and of the unrecognized connections between us all, is excruciating and also inspiring. I have to warn you, though, that some of the imagery, particularly the sexual imagery, was too graphic for me. It's not that I was shocked; it was that I really didn't want to go to some of the places she took me. But she's a master. I couldn't abandon the story until I was finished.

Music: ah, check out my list on VH1.com

Film: I've been watching the new season of The Sopranos. Pretty good, don't you think? Now that Pauly's aunt is his mother, and his mother is his aunt, what in the world will HAPPEN? No, seriously, do you not all think that Meadow is doomed? Or is that too 'Godfather 3' for you? Speaking of Godfather, I watched number 2 a couple nights ago. WHY oh WHY do they not make films like that anymore? Complex, layered, slow to unfold, multi-dimensional characters...... are we so attention deficit as a nation that we can't appreciate that anymore?

Politics: You notice I haven't said anything lately, even though my hate mail has dwindled to a couple of nutwings who hate everything on earth, not just me. I haven't said anything because I am appalled beyond speech. The president has now actually said that the withdrawal of troops from Iraq will be left to subsequent presidents and administrations. He defaulted on this whole miserable enterprise. Osama bin Laden is still at large, the Patriot Act has done more to undermine the rights of Americans than any terrorist organzation ever dreamed of, and it looks as if our great-grandchildren will still be cleaning up the mess in Iraq. But I feel optimistic. The pendulum has to swing the other way, my friends.



In the meantime, it would serve us all to become 'carbon-neutral' in this globally-warming world we live in.
Please check out these articles in the Wall Street Journal and Newhouse News, and think about calculating your own carbon consumption, and finding a way to zero it out.
If nothing else, buy a pin from Virgin to zero out the carbon costs of creating ten compact discs. Every bit helps.



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Music: Instead of an album, I have heard several songs this month which have really captured my attention. First and foremost, “Busting Up a Starbucks” by Mike Doughty. Totally refreshing and subversive, and it grooves. Can’t beat that combo. “St. Petersberg” by Supergrass, “Into the West” by Annie Lennox, and “Mary” and “Boy” by Darden Smith all made an impression, courtesy of Radioioeclectic on iTunes radio, which is what I have been listening to a lot lately.

Book: “Memories Of Survival”, Esther Nisenthal Krinitz and Bernice Steinhardt.
Esther Krinitz survived the Holocaust in Poland. At the age of 15, she and her 13 year old sister separated from the rest of their family and went into hiding. Esther and her sister survived, the rest of her family did not. At the age of 50, Esther decided to retell her childhood memories through a series of hand-stitched embroidered panels. This book shows the panels, and the descriptions, in Esther’s own words, as well as commentary by her daughter, Bernice Steinhardt.
   This book, more than just about any other story of the Holocaust, made a profound impression on me. Her cherished family memories are woven into images of the war, with so much beauty, and lack of self-pity, that it is impossible not to be humbled and deeply moved. You can find out more at artandremembrance.org

Film: “Why We Fight”. Just go see it. Please. And get your local high school to show it in social studies class.


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Music: So, my friend Michael Fields, a wonderful director, emailed me and said he was listening to this record he absolutely loved, and had I heard it? I had not, and he was so enthusiastic, that I ordered it from Amazon on the same day. It arrived, and was sitting on a table when my husband came in. He picked it up and looked at me incredulously. "Why did you buy this? I have this. This is one of my favorite pieces of music of all time." I said I had not known that. He insisted that he had told me about this record many times in the past. I said I was quite certain that he had never mentioned this particular piece of music to me.
   Why is marriage so hard?
   But, on behalf of John Leventhal, Michael Fields and myself, I heartily recommend "Tabula Rasa", by Arvo Part. It is beautiful, moving, transcendent, challenging, and even irritating at some moments. Just like men. [clips on amazon]

Book: I am developing an illness. Its main symptom is an unhealthy obsession with 18th century France. I am reading yet ANOTHER book on Madame de Pompadour: "Madame de Pompadour: Mistress of France", by Christine Algrant, stepmother of my friend Dan Algrant, and this is the best yet. Although I must admit I'm getting a little annoyed by the Pompadour's sense of entitlement. Actually, I think she may have invented the syndrome. I'm going to Paris this month, and plan on checking out some of her more flagrant decorating ideas. If I bring any of those ideas home, which I have every intention of doing, that, combined with the 'Tabula Rosa' incident, will defintely push my husband over the edge.

In order not to completely turn my brain into mush and ormolu, I am also reading Anthony DeCurtis' "In Other Words: Artists Talk About Life and Work". I have always respected Anthony, but this book gives me new reason to hold him in ever greater esteem. He is the quintessential interviewer. He has so much grace, respect and insight. A really wonderful book, and I must say the interview with me was very good.



Film: At the risk of alienating my friend Douglas McGrath, who has made a film about Truman Capote, yet to be released, and which I am sure is magnificent, I really loved 'Capote' starring Phillip Seymour Hoffman. His portrayal is just astonishing. For those of us old enough to remember seeing Capote on 'The Tonight Show' and all the other talk shows, the resemblance, in physicality and mannerisms, timbre of voice and inflection--everything--is just uncanny. And of course the whole story about how he wrote 'In Cold Blood' is fascinating. I have yet to read 'In Cold Blood', and even though I generally don't like books about murder, I want to read it now. It's interesting that the one book of Capote's I have read, 'Other Voices, Other Rooms', was so different in texture and subject. In any case, it's a film well worth seeing.
   Additional film pick: "No Direction Home". SO great, so rich, layered, elegant, edgy...perfect except for one thing. It ended too soon. I want Part Two.

Web: Favorite internet site this month: truthout.org. They have a mission and they will not be denied.


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Books: This summer, I read three books in quick succession and managed to just about entirely escape the 21st century. First, I read Eleanor Herman's "Sex With Kings: 500 years of Adultery, Power, RIvalry and Revenge". What a great little trip this book was. She documents just about every royal mistress from the 14th to the 19th century, with wonderful relish and great details. If you ever think you might have a shopping addiction, just read this book and you'll feel a lot better about yourself. Most of these women give conspicuous consumption new definition. It was just the right kind of thing to give me a reprieve from sadness this summer.

I enjoyed this so much, I didn't want to leave the subject, so I read "Madame de Pompadour: A Life" by Evelyne Lever. Although a lot more pedantic than "Sex With Kings", it was very enjoyable. I had a lot of sympathy for Madame de Pompadour, a woman who had very humble beginnings and became the mistress of Louis XV. Although she led a lavish, pampered lifestyle, she could never let down her guard. There was always a would-be interloper waiting in the wings. She was told by a fortune teller when she was young that she would some day be the mistress of the king, and she determined to make that prophecy come true.
   After reading this book, and becoming thoroughly steeped in the 18th century, I was reluctant to leave that particular era, so I read "Marie Antoinette: The Journey" by Antonia Fraser. Antonia Fraser is one of my favorite writers. I've read most of her biographies, and this one did not disappoint. She has a unique way of writing a story that is entirely familiar, and keeping you in suspense, as if you didn't know the outcome. I said to my husband one night as I put down the book, "OH.... this is torture! WHAT do you think is going to happen to poor Marie Antoinette?" And he said very gently, "I think she's going to lose her head...."

Music:
again, escape. I listened to Emmylou Harris' "Pieces of the Sky" for the first time in probably 15 years, and I just loved it all over again. Her version of "For No One" never fails to bring tears to my eyes.
Film: Isn't that when you see images going across a giant screen for a couple hours, while sitting in a darkened, vast space, eating something crunchy? Yeah, it hasn't happened lately. But I am holding my breath for the Scorsese documentary of Dylan. In preparation, my husband and I watched "Don't Look Back", D.A. Pennebaker's incredible documentary of Dylan's 1967 British tour, for the 50th time.

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Book: I loved Jeanette Walls' "The Glass Castle". She gives new definition to having a tough childhood, and she tells her story without a smidge of self-pity or false sentiment. Clear, poetic, cinematic, and emotionally devastating. I really admire her for writing this book. She has tremendous courage.




Film: "The Aviator". I know, I'm a little late for the party. That's why God invented pay-per-view. I loved this movie. I love Scorsese, I love Leo, I even love Howard Hughes. Great story, great film.



Music: I've been obsessively listening to David Gray. He is the perfect tour guide through my current psychic state.

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Film:
not a film. A TV SHOW. I seldom watch television, except for Animal Planet, which my son loves, and actually I really love The Crocodile Diaries too, but I saw a show that made me cry with laughter. "Fat Actress", with Kirstie Alley, is hysterically funny, dry, irreverent and refreshing. The last episode, when her family all showed up at her house and smoked crack around the dining room table while the Larry King show filmed them, was just revolutionary. She puts a crack in the facade, no pun intended, and makes art out of it. Love it, love her.

Book: "The Measure of Our Days". A spiritual take on illness and death by a renowned doctor. This book really moves me, and the author is so honest about his own doubts, fears, struggle and journey as he treats his terminally ill patients. I am not the biggest fan of western medicine, overall, but I deeply respect this man and his love of his work.

Music: "SImple Truths", The Holmes Brothers. OH MAN. The real deal. Deep, soulful, real, rich, powerful, nuanced, gritty, passionate and spiritual. I LOVE these gentlemen. What an absolute pleasure to discover the REALNESS of the Holmes Brothers in a world of fake imagery.

Also, "Flaming Red", by Patty Griffin. I have been meaning for quite awhile to praise Patty in all her glory. Her voice, her sense of melody, her stunning lyrics. I just adore her, and this is a spectacular record.


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Book: two books this month."The Five People You Meet In Heaven": I avoided this for awhile as it seemed too gooey for my taste, but a friend gave it to me so I gave it a shot.  Some of it is a bit treacly, yes, but overall, I love the premise:  there are five people you meet in heaven who intersected your life in a significant way, and they show you what your life really meant. It's a good starting place for a deeper conversation, I think.
The other book is fascinating:  "The Tipping Point".  About the phenomenon of trends, both material and emotional... and spiritual as well, I guess.  There is a 'tipping point' in any idea that becomes popular, a critical mass, when, once acheived, the idea natuarally sweeps group conciousness.  I'm in the midst of reading this now.  Curious how I can use this concept to influence my husband in matters of home renovation and outings to broadway musicals.


Film: I haven't seen one single movie this month in the theaters.  I did see a rerun of "Anne of The Thousand Days" on television. I absolutely love this movie, always have.  Makes me want to re-read Antonia Fraser's biography of the six wives of Henry V111, which, by the way, is a wonderful book.

Music: oh boy.  My book husband (aka editor) Rick Kot, who is apparently devoted to my further musical education, since he yanks me up periodically and takes me to hear something I would never think of going to on my own, took me to see Nellie McKay at the Allen Room. Wow. What a revelation. She is clearly nuts, in the best possible way, and clearly a prodigy, given her tender age. I have never felt more Old School in my life. She may be too clever for her own good, and I would hate to see her cleverness preempt her Feeling, which is always a danger when you're that clever, but this girl is really, really interesting, and a phenomenal musician. She is so young you have to guess that she is still just discovering her potential, so it'll be fascinating to see how she unfolds. I really enjoyed her performance, just Nellie at a grand piano in a pretty flowered dress, with the wall of glass overlooking Columbus Circle as her backdrop. An aural AND visual delight.

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Film:
'Sideways'. Ah, an anti-blockbuster. Wish there were a ton more of these. I love the film and thought the acting was superb and subtle (a quality in short supply in popular culture). Pinot Noir was my favorite red before the film, so I feel somewhat smug and vindicated, as well..




Book: 'Chronicles', Bob Dylan. Reading it very slowly. More than once, I have read a paragraph, put down the book, come back the next day, read the same paragraph a few more times, put down the book, and come back to the same paragraph, unable to move on. Here's an idea that totally riveted me, and spoke to me about my own life: "..if I wanted to stay playing music,...I would have to claim a larger part of myself. I would have to overlook a lot of things--a lot of things that might even need attention--but that was all right."
There is so much here, and he writes with so much depth and poetry, that I am inspired to look inside myself for more poetry, and I feel grateful for that. I was afraid this book would be an enigmatic dance around truth and reality, and I am really stunned with how honest and straightforward he is. I don't know if this is everyone's cup of tea, being non-linear and esoteric in that way that Dylan is, but it really hits the spot for me.

Music: Eva Cassidy, "Songbird". Where have I been? I missed Eva Cassidy when she was alive, and just got introduced to her music properly. She moves me in every way--emotionally, intellectually, as a singer, and spiritually. Her version of Sting's 'Fields of Gold' moves me to tears. She is number one on my iPod playlist at the moment.
also on my iPod: Sigur Ros, Beck, Tori Amos, The Whites, and Crowded House, for starters.

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Music: Dan Zanes, "Parades and Panoramas." Dan collected songs, verses, poems and tunes by Carl Sandburg and has created an inspiring album of American songs here. A beautiful record, and not just for kids.


Film: I have seen NO films this month. How sad is THAT? Okay, I take that back. I saw "Land Before Time" again, and I do mean AGAIN, with my five year old son. One never really tires of the "Land Before Time" series, does one??

Book: I am reading Pete Hamill's "Forever". I am just eating this up. I am early in the book, still in 17th century Ireland, but I hear that my protagonist will be going to Manhattan and living forever, on the condition that he does not leave the island of Manhattan. (Why does this sound so wonderfully familiar?) It's been a good year for novels, hasn't it? "The Secret Life of Bees", "The Time Traveler's WIfe", "The Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time", and now "Forever". It is getting rather crowded by my bedside.

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Essay:
"With Trembling Fingers" by Hal Crowther. This is perhaps the most compelling and articulate article about this administration I have yet read. It brought me to tears. Take the time, it's really important... [link]

Book: The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying. Death is the most powerful meditation, they say. I find this book to be moving and apt. The bardos fascinate me.... where are they, what are they, when are they?
Rough Waters. I love survival stories, and this book is a collection of stories of people were were lost at sea, shipwrecked, drifted on rafts for months, or were rescued in terrible storms. My favorite is Stephen Callaghan, who, after more than 70 days on the open sea in a raft, could still look around him and see the beauty in the water and the sky and the sunsets. Remarkable man. Incredible stories.

Music: Tone Poems. Bluegrass, classical, all mushed together. Gorgeous.


Film:
As you may know, during troubled times or times of sadness, my favorite retreat is into the 19th Century. So, I watched Sense and Sensibility for the umpteenth time. It served.
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Film: "The Door in the Floor". Okay, if Jeff Bridges does not win an Oscar for this performance, I will stage a world-wide protest and invite all of you to join me. Just when you think every actor working today has about three emotions on their palette, Mr. Bridges turns in a performance that is unbelievably complex, nuanced and real. And so powerful. I just loved this film, and loved him in it. It is funny and beautifully character-driven, but, be forewarned: so, so sad. Heartbreaking, particularly if you are a mom.

Books: ...and just when you think that every new novel is an exercise in self-indulgence, I happen on a treasure trove of three spectacular new novels. Last month it was "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the NIghttime", and this month I have a double header: "The Secret Life of Bees" and "The Time Traveler's Wife". Okay, I can't imagine that more than three straight men in the world would be interested in "The Secret Life of Bees", but for us girls, it's heaven. A story about motherhood, spiritual destiny, the mystic power of women, and healing. It's just beautiful, and not cloying or fake in the slightest. I fell in love with Lily, the main character. Exquisitely written. Highly recommended. And the book that I am reading now, and trying to go slowly in order to savor every second, is "The Time Traveler's Wife". I have absolutely relished this book. Our hero, Henry, spontaneously time travels, and the two places--and times--he most often visits are his wife's childhood, and his mother's death. He can't take anything with him when he travels, so he ends up naked and starving in some unknown time and place, and has to first find clothes and food, and then figure out when and where he is. He makes over 150 visits to his wife as a child, but when they finally meet in his present time, he, of course, does not recognize her, as all his visits to her were made from his future, and she has to fill him in. This is just a tiny sketch of a really layered, complex, incredible love story, very modern and taut and smart. Also highly recommended.

Essay: This is a beautiful essay by Ed Chinn of Texas, who wrote a wonderful eulogy for my father last year. Ed expresses so eloquently what I think a lot of us feel. [link to essay]
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Essay:
Charlie Reese, conservative columnist, wrote this passionate and articulate essay about Bush, the war, and the upcoming election.

Book:"The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime," Mark Haddon.
I have not enjoyed a novel this much in ages. You know how when you are reading a book you really love and you just can't stand for it to end? This happened to me while reading Mark Haddon's beautiful novel. In fact, about 20 pages from the end, I put it away for a couple of days to delay the gratification of finishing it (no comments about my mental health, please). It is a narrative told in the voice of a 14 year old autistic boy. It made me think that the distinctions we make about normalcy and sanity, madness, creativity, autism, understanding, wisdom, and just basic ability to process information, are random to a great degree. I could easily find my 'autistic' self, the self that gets easily overwhelmed by sensory stimuli, that finds the world just too, too much sometimes. Do yourself a favor and read this book.

Music: I played Raleigh, NC on June 19th, and it was just sublime. A beautiful outdoor venue, and a great crowd who sat through a brief thunderstorm without complaint. After the show, a songwriter I had met once before came up to me and gave me her new CD. I must admit that I get tons of cd's from aspiring songwriters and artists, and don't nearly have time to listen to all of them. But I took it, and on a drive with my daughter to the New Jersey shore two weekends later, I popped it in the player. The artist is Tift Merritt, and the CD is called "Tambourine". I don't think it's been released yet, but when it does come out, get it. She is a wonderful, fresh, unaffected songwriter with a gorgeous voice that sounds like a bright, young, bluesy Linda Ronstadt. I love the songs, and I wish her all the good luck in the world. Info at www.tiftmerritt.com

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Al Gore at NYU,
May 26, 2004
My pick this month is AL GORE.

I heard him speak at NYU on May 26th, and it was a revolution. While he was speaking, I realized I had a great sense of relief that I was listening to a leader who did not have a hidden agenda, or a subtext, or motives that were unspoken and suspect, who was not in bed with the oil companies, who respected every dotted 'i' of the Bill of Rights and honored the system of checks and balances that is so essential to the sustainability of those Bill of Rights, who believed that those in powerful positions should be accountable for their actions and the actions of their subordinates, and who told the truth.

I had my father's cologne, a very specific smell, in my nose from the time I stepped into the taxi to go to NYU, until I was greeting Al in the dressing room after the speech. It was positively eerie. My father and I loved to talk politics, loved to get passionate with each other about our love for democracy, and this was right up his alley. I think he tagged along with me to hear the speech. And there is something about Al that reminds me of Dad; his Southerness, his dignity, his humility and innate shyness, his absolute integrity. I asked Al if he would just put me on his staff, and he graciously declined and said I should just keep writing songs. Okay, done!

If you want to read his brilliant speech, go to MoveOn.org.

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Book: "Friend of my Youth", Alice Munro. I love her, I worship her, if I could write short stories like this I would do nothing else for the rest of my life. She is breathtakingly wonderful and the only thing wrong with these stories is that you want them to go on and on and on...
Theater: "I Am My Own Wife". Jefferson Mays is brilliant, to say the least. This one-man show about a transvestite in Nazi Germany is complex, deep, thoughtful, funny and painful. I was deeply moved by it.

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Book: The New Penguin History of Scotland edited by R.A. Houston and W.W.J. Knox I'm going deep into my Scottish roots. My dad had our geneaology done many years ago, and traced the Cash name back to 12th century Scotland. I have visited the town where we began, Strathmiglo, in County Fife. I love it there, and have always felt a deep connection to my Scottish ancestry. I see myself as an old woman in a cottage near the Firth of Forth.

Film "Cold Mountain" I was prepared to hate it, as the book is on my all-time top ten list, and you know how they ususally screw up a great book. ("The Hours" being a notable exception). This film didn't capture the subtle, interior nature of the narrative, but that may have been asking too much. I ended up really liking it, and being very impressed with Renee Zellwegger. My husband did not like her performance at all, but I think he has not spent enough time in the South. I have known plenty of women like her. And wish I knew more.

Music: "The River" Ali Farka Toure Bittersweet. Joyful. Painful. Absolutely captures my current mind-set.

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