“Sod the wine, I want to suck on the writing. This man White is an instinctive writer, bloody rare to find one who actually pulls it off, as in still gets a meaning across with concision. Sharp arbitrage of speed and risk, closest thing I can think of to Cicero’s ‘motus continuum animi.’

Probably takes a drink or two to connect like that: he literally paints his senses on the page.”


DBC Pierre (Vernon God Little, Ludmila’s Broken English, Lights Out In Wonderland ... Winner: Booker prize; Whitbread prize; Bollinger Wodehouse Everyman prize; James Joyce Award from the Literary & Historical Society of University College Dublin)


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07 January 2012

WHEN YOU'RE DRUNK YOU'RE TERRIFIC

AMONGST MANY OTHER WONDROUS THINGS, OUR LIFELONG EXEMPLAR AND HERO ROBERT WYATT HAS WRITTEN ONE OF DRINKSTER'S FAVOURITE ODES TO THE FRAILTY OF HUMANITY - THE SEA SONG - LISTEN TO THAT FIRST, THEN THIS DELIGHTFUL INTERVIEW   

7 comments:

gretsch said...

never forget you playing this to me and her at Stirling you ol bastard
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NjhHZobV-lM

Jealous said...

Is that Campbell Whitey?

Anonymous said...

Listened all night to Wyatt and it got bigger an bigger...
PS Thanks for 'hot' 1978 pic by John Peachey

Philip White said...

No. Not Campbell. He's got different-coloured eyes, like Bowie, that Campbell. Fetching!

saxby said...

hell, how did he walk in those jeans; i just got a bottle of Mitcham Estate 2008 Shiraz for $7.99 out of the remainders bin at Dr Dan's in Bundaberg. Queenslanders can be found over in the beer aisle, their bicycles double parked out the front.

Anonymous said...

merci philip




cb

Anonymous said...

merci, philip

cb