Slumberland
A batida perfeita
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- R$ 67,90
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- R$ 67,90
Descrição da editora
Um livro sobre amor, sexo e raça por uma das grandes vozes da nova ficção americana.
Ferguson Sowell acabou de compor a batida perfeita. Especialista em trilhas sonoras para o cinema pornô, finalmente chegou ao que chama de sua Mona Lisa: uma batida que é o resumo da própria existência humana. Mas ainda falta algo para que ele atinja os píncaros da imortalidade artística: uma colaboração do jazzista Charles Stone, que desapareceu na Alemanha nos anos 1960. Sua única pista o leva a Berlim e ao bar Slumberland.
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The narrator of Beatty's late '80s picaresque, Ferguson W. Sowell aka DJ Darky is so attuned to sound that he claims to have a "phonographic memory." Ferguson, who does porno film scores for the money in L.A., has a cognoscenti's delight in jazz, and he's close to obsessed with Charles Stone, aka "the Schwa," a musician who apparently disappeared into East Germany in the '60s. Ferguson receives an already-scored tape whose soundtrack is so rich and strange and "transformative" that it must be by Schwa. Ferguson is soon on his way to Slumberland, a bar in West Berlin to which he sources the tape. He arrives just in time to experience the sexual allure black men exercise on Cold War Berliners, and stays long enough to watch the city's culture fall apart after the fall of the Wall. With its acerbic running commentary on race, sex and Cold War culture, the latest from Beatty, author of Tuff and editor of The Anthology of African American Humor, contains flashes of absurdist brilliance in the tradition of William Burroughs and Ishmael Reed. But the plot seems little more than an excuse to set up a number of comic routines, denying the story a driving, unifying plot.
