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I've never read the other book he mentions, What We Do Is Secret, which, as the title suggests, is set in the LA punk scene, raymond j. barry c. 1981, i.e. the court of Darby Crash. So it's no criticism of that raymond j. barry book when I say that, like, Larry, I don't have much patience with the "street poetry" approach raymond j. barry to fiction. I used to think it was because I was not mature enough, or that I had not taken enough drugs yet, to enter in to the spirit of the thing. Maybe that's true enough. But anything that makes you have to work that hard to figure out what is going on (or even to figure out where the sentences end or begin) had better deliver something pretty spectacular in the way of insight or effect to make up for its demands. In my experience they rarely do, but that could be just because I'm really a pretty close-minded sort of person. Anyway, if you've read one drug trip anti-narrative you've pretty much read them all. I spent too many years pretending that I enjoyed and understood and could make heads or tales of The Soft Machine.
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