Talk about books: a fortnightly publication about things I’ve read
I wanted to see the new Brad Mehldau trio in Nancy in October but didn’t get my act together. And now that very concert has turned up on RTE’s website! Rossy’s drumming lends itself to a more contemplative style. Some Mehldau compositions I hadn’t heard before and a return to earlier repertoire 🎶🎹
I just accidentally discovered the maximum size of a note in Tot (⚠️ Mac App Store link). Each note is limited to 100,000 characters.
Just finished Belinda McKeon’s Tender 📚. I’ll be rereading it and writing something about it in Talk about books in the next few months. This post is just to try out @manton’s new feature: adding the cover image to book posts.
The current Talk about books post is about Iris Murdoch’s 1973 novel, The Black Prince. I make a highly tendentious and unsupported suggestion a few paragraphs from the end, secure in the belief that hardly anyone will read that far 📖
Iris Murdoch’s The Black Prince, the narrative of a man imprisoned for murder who has previously had a sexual relationship with a much younger female character, owes something to an earlier novel. It repays the debt with interest.
Sarah Ditum on Kirsty McColl in The Critic. Not long before she was killed, McColl recorded some of the songs written by Phil Chevron for his never-to-be-produced musical about a fictional Irish-American boxer. I’ve been listening to those. Get the CD, not the download (she’s on the bonus tracks) 🎶
It seems that Books at One might be in difficulty, according to this subscriber-only story in The Irish Times. That would be a shame.
This morning I started to write a post responding to Anil Dash’s “Don’t call it a Substack” from a few days ago. I got to about 400 words but decided (not for the first time) that this is not the kind of thing I want to write about any more. I’m fed up with reading opinions, particularly my own.
I don’t know why I don’t keep the orientation lock on my phone all the time. I almost never want to view it in landscape 🤷♂️
But yolked [sic] together like this, they’re each diminished.
Today’s post from Talk about books is about Claire Keegan’s second collection of short stories, Walk the Blue Fields. It marks the end of the fourth year of Talk about books’s existence 📖
Claire Keegan’s second collection of short stories, Walk the Blue Fields, is shorter, tighter and more mature than her first. Also, it seems to me that the strongest stories are concentrated in the first half of the book.
My Bluesky feed 🦋 is full of people promoting “starter packs” for topics I’m not interested in. (I don’t mean yours!) Even where I am interested, I wouldn’t want to follow a lot of people all banging on about the same subject. I keep telling myself it’ll pass soon.
I’m getting really fed up of Substack’s RSS feeds; they really ought to fix them.
My post on Grotius and the minimalist theory of natural law, which has been getting far more hits than any other post on my personal site, has just dropped off the bottom of the recent posts list, so I thought I might as well give it a little boost.
I know this is not a time for silly, wild-ass speculation, so forgive me, but … you don’t suppose the Trump campaign could have been bullying pollsters to make the former president’s numbers look a bit better? Nah, didn’t think so.
Today’s Talk about books post was supposed to be about three Roman plays by Shakespeare but I didn’t manage to get as far as Coriolanus, so I’ll probably do a separate post about that later. All honourable men: Shakespeare’s Romans
Shakespeare’s Roman plays, Julius Cæsar, Antony and Cleopatra and Coriolanus are all formally tragedies. That’s not to say that they all follow a similar pattern, such as the pattern of a noble, admirable hero destroyed by a trafic flaw, which may be detectable in the first play.