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View ProfilesPublished October 7, 2020 at 10:00 a.m. | Updated October 22, 2020 at 11:03 a.m.
Seven Days writers can't possibly read, much less review, all the books that arrive in a steady stream by post, email and, in one memorable case, a committee of raccoons. So this monthly feature is our way of introducing you to a handful of books by Vermont authors. To do that, we contextualize each book just a little and quote a single representative sentence from, yes, page 32.
Inclusion here implies neither approval nor derision on our part, but simply: Here are a bunch of books, arranged alphabetically by authors' names, that Seven Days readers might like to know about.
Tape may have left us, but its advances live on.
Anyone who's ever been confounded by byzantine instructions for setting up a new TV or stereo knows how advances in technology can create as many frustrations as they solve. That's especially true in the world of music, where gadgets and gear evolve with the speed of a fast-forward button. To help musicians, engineers and producers keep up, Dennis Bathory-Kitsz recently released the second book in his series of immersive music-related instruction manuals: I Don't Get ... Music Technology!: A Self-Help Desperation Guide.
Bathory-Kitsz is a composer, writer and advocate of contemporary "non-pop" music — a sort of experimental wing of the contemporary classical sphere. After teaching an Introduction to Music Technology course at Northern Vermont University-Johnson, he realized that no book adequately covered the entirety of music production, from creation to presentation, in a comprehensive and accessible way. I Don't Get ... Music Technology! attempts to fill that gap.
In straightforward, conversational language, Bathory-Kitsz covers everything from the history and evolution of recording tech to the latest developments in studio wizardry. Intended for a general audience, the book offers plenty of techie detail to intrigue seasoned engineers while also demystifying the process for home-recording newbs.
— D.B.
You supply the footnotes.
Douglas Hyde's poetry collection Footnotes is a curious debut, filled with memories of family and meditations on mortality. The title refers to a long poem in dialogue about two people disputing the veracity of their holiday letter-writing tradition. The strongest moments are those that confront the fear of death: In the striking "The Pledge," for example, a woman in a wheelchair keeps up her end of a death pact by smothering her husband with a plastic bag.
Other moments feel awkward. The final poem recounts an anecdote in which a grandfather accidentally appears nude during a video call with his family. Earlier, there's a retelling of an adolescent's first encounter with a naked woman — a stripper at a rural carnival outside Montpelier — that might have been fascinating if not for the prudish way the story is framed. (The "seedy revelations" of the woman's "swiveling breasts" are in danger of corrupting the speaker's "dreams of romance.")
The collection offers lovely lines here and there: "The house shoulders its silence," for example. But surrounding them are descriptions and observations that often feel trivial: hiking with dogs and grandkids, yard chores, vacations, and skiing.
— B.A.
During your hunt for the gods, you may have come upon the realization that the hunt is futile.
It has become a standard not-joke that this year feels impossibly attenuated; life before March seems so very long ago, like a lost childhood. Indeed, the onslaught of 2020 has exhausted our collective amygdalae. And so this selection of photographs, writing and drawings by 23 contributors — created and compiled over five months this year, March through July — feels oddly nostalgic. It also offers something like comfort, measured in relatable responses to the quarantine imposed by COVID-19.
Photographers Amy Königbauer and Beck Norman, who assembled the collection, contribute black-and-white images of individuals and families seen through windows or posed on porches and front yards, some with chickens, dogs or cats. With no explication necessary, the photos convey the remove of "social distance."
The poems, essays and snatches of memoir included here speak to fear, loneliness and isolation but also to resilience, love and gratitude. Some entries, such as Kristina Martzke's "Beloved Seeker," quoted above, suggest existential searching. The blunt exasperation in B. Fox's hand-drawn text says it for all of us: "SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOHFUCKALLTHISALREADY."
— P.P.
He closed his eyes and tried to shut out the talk of strikes and revenge and whether they could reach New Orleans.
Social inequities serve as a catalyst in Marlboro author Vincent Panella's historical novel Sicilian Dreams, to be published on November 10.
Set in 1907, the story centers on Santo Regina, a working-class widower in Sicily whose worldview changes after an encounter with real-life mafia boss Vito Cascio Ferro. In the U.S., Regina reconnects with Cascio Ferro — and tangles with another historical figure, New York City organized crime detective Joseph Petrosino.
Panella uses straightforward language sprinkled with Italian terms to spin this fast-moving narrative that acknowledges issues of racial, economic and gender inequality. Supposedly free Black men exist in slave-like conditions, Sicilian workers are cheated out of wages, and women such as Regina's daughter, Mariana, have limited sovereignty over their lives and bodies.
Readers may find themselves transported to another time and place by this story that, in some ways, channels today's pressing issues.
— K.R.
Part of my pursuit during this period was to not only understand why we do the things we do — and the way we do — but also, what makes the birthplaces where we are brought up to be the way they are.
In July 2018, Renato Wakim's family home in Essex Junction was destroyed by fire. Wakim uses that upheaval to frame his memoir, which chronicles a life of "migration journeys" that eventually brought him to Vermont. "I never felt like an immigrant myself," he writes, "but, rather, one that had the opportunity to choose his own destiny."
Born in Brazil to parents of Lebanese descent, Wakim was drawn during his college years to Berkeley, Calif., where he played his acoustic guitar and washed dishes at the now-defunct Good Earth restaurant. Later, he toured Europe and lived on a kibbutz. After he settled down, the wanderlust remained. So did the "quest for meaning": Wakim peppers his account with quotes from thinkers who influenced him, ranging from psychiatrist Bernard Lievegoed to Albert Einstein to Jethro Tull.
Along with travel, music is a thread through the memoir. "I can't think of a better way to bring people together," Wakim writes — reminding us, as he describes Brazil's tradition of protest songs, that music can be resistance, too.
— M.H.
Tags: Books, I Don't Get ... Music Technology, Dennis Bathory-Kitsz, Footnotes, Douglas Hyde, Through the Window Across the Road, Amy Königbauer, Beck Norman, Sicilian Dreams, Vincent Panella, Why Not? Migration Journeys, Melodic Strides, and Quests for Meaning, Renato Wakim
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