3.17.2008
PASTE: Book Review
Check out the "Dusted Off" book review in April's Paste Magazine. I wrote a personal account of reading a 1960's bullfighter biography called OR I'LL DRESS YOU IN MOURNING - perhaps the greatest title of this half century - while on a month-long stay in Madrid. Here's the lede to tip the scales on buying the issue (Come on, free cd with the mag).
The closest I came to a bullfight during my month in Spain was a
book, the 1968 nonfiction work Or I'll Dress You in Mourning by Larry
Collins and Dominique Lapierre. Those two Sundays, the Plaza del Toros
advertised corridas, but something else won my time. I was alone in
Madrid, a single American man, a single American man who'd grown up on
a cattle farm in fact, but the closest I came to the aficionados and
the shiny 25-pound suits of light and the five-euro cheap seats in the
sun was a beat-up biography of a torero named El Cordobes. I still feel somewhat guilty about this oversight. It feels faux pas. What would Hemingway say?
Check out the "Dusted Off" book review in April's Paste Magazine. I wrote a personal account of reading a 1960's bullfighter biography called OR I'LL DRESS YOU IN MOURNING - perhaps the greatest title of this half century - while on a month-long stay in Madrid. Here's the lede to tip the scales on buying the issue (Come on, free cd with the mag).
The closest I came to a bullfight during my month in Spain was a
book, the 1968 nonfiction work Or I'll Dress You in Mourning by Larry
Collins and Dominique Lapierre. Those two Sundays, the Plaza del Toros
advertised corridas, but something else won my time. I was alone in
Madrid, a single American man, a single American man who'd grown up on
a cattle farm in fact, but the closest I came to the aficionados and
the shiny 25-pound suits of light and the five-euro cheap seats in the
sun was a beat-up biography of a torero named El Cordobes. I still feel somewhat guilty about this oversight. It feels faux pas. What would Hemingway say?
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