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...telegraphic sentences I remembered as terse and barren were immensely satisfying to read. They were exciting. They lent his writing a sense of immediacy and importance that is hard to rival. They flashed by and I realized that, despite myself, I was enjoying it. I was party to Jake Barnes?? trip out to Pamplona. I sat there and drank wine with them and the peasants with their leather wine skins. I got embroiled in the drama of the unfulfilled desires shared by Lady Brett Ashley and Jake Barnes and understood the absurdity of Cohn’s idea...
...governmental organization, Ventures in Development, with two for-profit subsidiaries designed to leverage one of the region’s most abundant local resources—13 million Tibetan yaks.So writes in an e-mail that several fashion houses—such as Donna Karan and Jhane Barnes??“are highly excited and think this yashmere will hit the fashion market big.”Chyau and So also plan to launch their own line of yak yarn products.In addition to the “Yashmere” operation, Chyau and So will start a second...
...real surprise, then, is how well the old bag of tricks works in a set of loose-jointed, hand-clapping jams. Barnes?? newfound dance fever forces him to boil down “Forecast Fascist Future,” leaving a heady vocal lament and chugging guitars that amble and reverse but never outstay their welcome. Skipping vocal samples, hysterically-burbling keys, and glitchy drum tracks lend a thrilling dash of claustrophobia to “So Begins Our Alabee” and “The Party’s Crashing Us,” and rubbery...
...cohesively, with songs dissolving into instrumentals that veer between intricate atmospherics and flat-poured MIDI concrete. The bonus EP included with “Twins,” though, dashes the possibility that Barnes was ever in danger of running out of ideas for fully-formed, blissful pop tunes. Barnes?? wife Nina makes the heart-racing, dewy-eyed lyrics of “Keep Sending Me Black Fireworks” all the more believable with sweet-natured lead vocals, and “The Actor’s Opprobrium” spins a narrative as surreal as those...
Barnes has found himself somewhat of an unlikely elder statesman in what remains of the many-trunked Elephant 6 scene. But the market for trippy harmonics that the Georgian collective once served has been cornered for the moment by even weirder psychedelic varietals, and the mantle that rests on Barnes?? shoulders comes now with slightly dimmed rainbow-watercolor sheen and a koan-like paradox. With the collective’s founders dispersed to side projects and Powerpuff soundtracks—or, in Jeff Mangum’s case, last sighted piloting a transatlantic aeroplane somewhere near Amelia Earhart?...