5 Things I'm Into, Vol. 6
And now, without further ado, the HOLY SHIT installment.
A Moon Shaped Pool
Radiohead made my summer one hundred times better by releasing their ninth studio album, A Moon Shaped Pool, back in May, and I've been listening to it like an addict ever since. This band has somehow managed to stay fresh, inventive, and simply the best over the past HOLY SHIT 31 YEARS. The band formed in 1985. Creep came out in 1992. And they're still the best at what they do, which is still unlike what anyone else is doing. This album is huge, it's epic, it's catchy and beautiful and dark and way more open and vulnerable than we've heard from Thom Yorke in a while. Start with Decks Dark. Or Ful Stop. Or Identikit. Okay, just listen to the whole thing.
I'm Thinking of Ending Things
I have a feeling this is one of those books that most readers are either going to love and rave about, or hate with the fire of a thousand suns. I loved it so much I basically re-read it immediately after I finished it, at least the bulk of it. And the author, Iain Reid, wants you to read his book twice. It's constructed in a super clever way so that you think you know what's going on - but you really have no idea until the very, very last HOLY SHIT DID THAT JUST HAPPEN moment, at which point your mind will be so blown that you'll want to read it again with the knowledge of what's going on. And the beauty of it is, the book works both ways. Scary, creepy, sad, disturbing, this book is many things, but it's certainly not an average read.
The Night Of
Speaking of creepy, sad, disturbing and not-so-average, HOLY SHIT, THE NIGHT OF. This is HBO's latest 8-episode limited series, in the same vein as True Detective, and with a super diverse cast, including several actors from previous HBO productions. Riz Ahmed stars as Nasir ("Naz"), a seemingly innocent young Pakistani man who gets swept up in an unplanned night of drinking, drugs and sex and wakes up in the middle of a crime scene with no memory of what happened. The opening episode of this series is one of the most tense hours of television I've ever experienced. Plus, Michael K. Williams is in it, so that alone makes it worth a watch.
Look, I'm not gonna pretend I have anything new to say or offer here. But I feel that I have landed on the perfect guacamole. I've been making it all summer, and I didn't use a recipe. It's not even particularly creative or inventive. It's just flat-out delicious and healthy. Here's what I do. Take an avocado. Smash it up in a bowl. If you've got some tomato, dice it up into tiny bits and add it. Add a healthy heap of minced garlic (I don't use measuring spoons for this kind of thing; I'm more of a "keep adding more till it tastes right" type of chef). Twist in some delicious Kosher or sea salt. Add a splash of lime juice and a sprinkle of cilantro. Stuff that shit in your mouth. Holy shit.
Full Frontal with Samantha Bee
In a television landscape overflowing with male late-night hosts and comedians, Samantha Bee, fearless The Daily Show alum, stands out from the crowd with her hilarious, edgy, relentless new-ish show, Full Frontal with Samantha Bee. Apologies to Trevor Noah, who is adorable and great, despite not being Jon Stewart, and to John Oliver, whose brutal and biting commentary on HBO's Last Week With John Oliver is also absolutely worth a regular DVR spot, but (yeah, I'm gonna do it again, I'm nothing if not committed) HOLY SHIT, Sam Bee is the best. Period, full stop. I couldn't pick a favorite episode or anecdote from the deep pool of gems she's given us to swim through, so I asked a friend to suggest a clip for you to enjoy. Thanks, Cheryl.
So, friends...what are you into these days?