It wasn’t easy getting out of the house after 11 on a freezing December night, but the Project Logic late set at Blue Note was worth the effort. DJ Logic had a bunch of swingin’ cats sit in who gave the groove a distinctly New Orleanean flavor. The beats chugged on till 3:30am, and by then the tables covered in overpriced drinks had been pushed aside for some seriously illegal dancing (Blue Note doesn’t have a cabaret license.) When we left, the village was covered in the first snow of the season, and in Washington Square Park, giddy NYU kids were running around with the rats.
Happy 125th birthday, Fritz Lang!
To celebrate the launch of my Phish mystery The Ashakiran Tape, we projected the Magnaball webcast on our neighbors’ walls here in Dakar. That’s the African Renaissance Monument and the lighthouse of Mamelles behind Page’s head in the last shot.
The Ashakiran Tape (Head Cases Vol 1) is now available.
“Read the fucking book!” – Trey Anastasio
From the author of the historical thriller Kino, a “fast, complex, exhilarating roadster ride through history and time” (Frederick Barthelme) comes a gripping psychedelic mystery steeped in sex, drugs, and rock ’n’ roll.
When legendary improvisational rock band Phish returns to the stage after a five-year breakup, longtime fan and hardboiled hippie sleuth Quentin Pfeiffer has to be there — even though he is older, wiser, and the father of an adorable baby daughter now.
But not everything is sunshine and rainbows in the freewheeling circus surrounding the band’s summer tour: after the millionaire skipper of a drug-drenched luxury yacht goes missing, Q and his crew are drawn into a dangerous intrigue of dreadlocked dames, shady tape collectors, and spun-out wookies chasing after the long-lost recording of a mysterious late-night jam.
Inspired by Raymond Chandler and set during a series of concerts at Long Island’s Jones Beach amphitheater, The Ashakiran Tape takes readers deep into the spiraling ecstasy of Phish’s epic shows and the seductive underworld of the obsessive fans following them.
Praise for Kino:
“Kino is an intoxicating Euro-brew, written with enormous skill and dedication.” – Frederick Barthelme
“A debut of great intellectual force.” – Teddy Wayne
“A delirious melange of conspiracy, magic, sex, history, bad behavior, and cinema, Kino is a stellar entertainment, and Jurgen Fauth is a writer of rare, sinister imagination.” – Owen King
L'opéra-mouffe (Agnès Varda, 1958) Holy Motors (Leos Carax, 2012) pic.twitter.com/IYJgQKnV3a— Alex Heller-Nicholas (@suspirialex) January 4, 2015