Two Years Later, Some Thoughts.
Turban Tan began as a piece of spontaneous prose, thrown up
here on this blog in fact. I developed it some more for one of the Seeding Meat
releases, written almost as a play, with dueling philosophies on the parts of
The Drippy Man and The Dry Advisor. As the economy continued to hover in a
recession throughout 2009, I became quite interested in economics, the
complicated facets of it, of derivatives, CDOs, mergers. I wanted to play
around with an economic “drama” of sorts and The Drippy Man character continued
to surface in my mind.
I became interested in dystopian literature as a sort of
economic ghost story.
I liked the idea of starting not from his race to escape a
fucked up world, but of exploring his tendency to go back to it after being
offered a sanctuary. In a lot of ways I think people are masochistic. We make
things harder on ourselves than need be.
Below is a video of me being really excited about this book.
This is 2 years ago. I look pretty much the same. In fact I am still quite
excited about this piece. I’ll be the first to admit that it isn’t a perfect piece
of literature. But I hold fast to the fact that it is a wild, unique crack at
dystopia, at a fucked up spy novella, at a novella in general. Though flawed, I am confident in its fascinating trek from Maine Dubai
Enough of my thoughts. Turban Tan is swell. It has an orange
cover and a strange story told from a strange, coded point of view. You should buy a copy! I really think you should! For your back pocket and for your
Occupier’s stockings. You should also eat cake today and read a book for at
least a little bit.
I’ll be getting drunk tonight. I hope you do as well and
offer a little toast to The Drippy Man.
Buy a copy and read it too!
Buy a copy and read it too!
