stellar couches and a peculiar book title

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Whenever I meet someone for the first time who asks me what the title of my book is I find myself reluctant to tell them.

Cadillac Couches, it’s a bit of a weird one. Nobody gets it. How could they? Don’t get me wrong I love the title and hold it dear to my heart. My heroine Annie Jones loves her couch and calls it The Cadillac. More explanation on page 205:

“The Cadillac Couches. It was the name I had secretly

always thought would be perfect for a band. Everyone spends

all this time with their butts happily planted on their sumptuous

couches dreaming their dreams. Couches can be vehicles

for transcendental visions. Mostly though, in reality, dreamers

drive trusty bangers, not Cadillacs.”

I had the ultimate pleasure the other night watching a DVD episode of David Simon and Eric Overmyer’s wonderful drama Treme about New Orleans and the music culture of the city post-Katrina. First of all, the groovy violinist Annie Talarico names her band Bayou Cadillac, cosmically on the same page as my Annie Jones. Then DJ Davis, one of my favourite on screen characters ever––a grandiose noodler and music fan of the best kind––gets to go visit Blueberry-Hill-singing Fats Domino! And in Fats’ house, Fats sits on a real, honest-to-goodness Cadillac Couch, custom-made for him with the license plate: FATS. Watch the video to hear Fats sing.

If you google Cadillac Couches along with finding links to my book you also get links to many photos of couches made out of Cadillacs…

What larks Annie Jones and Isobel Sparks could conjure on an actual Cadillac Couch.

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Cadillac Couches on CBC Radio’s The Next Chapter!

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Fellow wild swimmer Shelagh Rogers chats with music guy Vish Khanna on CBC Radio’s The Next Chapter about Cadillac Couches! They talk Dylan, Hawksley, Ani, roadtrips, Edmonton and coming of age and picking up your own axe in life…

Click here to listen to the interview, scroll to the 28 minute mark.

My Reading Triathlon

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I was telling someone recently as I’ve been doing for a long time now that I’m reading Ulysses. And they were kind of shocked. Why? Sure, everyone respects the man and the book––but actually read it?!

Explaining myself to myself later I thought, well, athletes do all manner of grueling competitions, foodies try to concoct elaborate gastro essences, gardeners create new fields of wonder and serious book readers take on the big books, the ones that got away, this is how we roll…

I am currently in year two of my version of a triathlon: I’m reading Ulysses and then Moby Dick. Last year I read Middlemarch. Talking to English professors recently they were bemoaning the fact that students don’t want to read the big books anymore (the ones that go over 500 pages) and these books are disappearing off syllabi like a species becoming extinct. I think we need to keep reading these classics. I felt so enriched by reading Middlemarch last year. It was such a cozy winter immersing myself into the intricate universe of middle England in the 1830s. It was a cracking love story and it genuinely made me rethink my whole relationship to money. I was chastened by the ditzy doctor’s wife and her spendy-pants ways. Hands down, George Eliot kicks Eddie Hobb’s butt on teaching fiscal rectitude. So many of Eliot’s witty and insightful phrases and pages have blown off the top of my head—Emily Dickinson’s vetting test for great art.

Normally I read contemporary fiction. It’s mostly easy to read. I understand the words, the references, the turns of phrase without the need for footnotes, which I’m generally far too lazy to pursue. In my university studies I tackled and noodled my way through lots of the difficult stuff: Chaucer, Shakespeare, Milton. Sir Edmund Spencer and his Faerie Queen stands out as particularly painful to read but maybe I was too young…

Reading Ulysses so far is the opposite of easy to read.* I’ve had lots of advice on how to approach it. Sure you can just dive right in and go for it. I tried that already and I found myself repeatedly starting at the first page. Other advice so far: Have your boyfriend read it to you, listen to the audio tapes, give yourself permission to skim, definitely skim, watch the movie, and read a study guide before. I’m going the study guide route. If that fails, I might investigate the audio path.

I’m now on my second study guide. *According to my reader’s guide one way Joyce had of rebelling against the oppressive English was to go nutso on the English language itself! Big revelation. Hence the difficulty… It’s not all hard going though. I can appreciate his scrotum-tightening ocean descriptions. And the guide is teaching me what a cool radical Joyce was, so outward thinking and always kicking against the pricks of the day of anti-Semitism, misogyny and stifling conservative Catholicism which definitely makes me want to plow on through.

My whole mission is helped by the fact that I swim regularly at the very same swimming hole where Joyce opens Ulysses. The Martello tower where Stephen, Buck and Haines live is my regular outing. As followers of prairiedolphin.com know I pelt myself into that ‘scrotum-tightening grey mother’ of a sea most Sunday mornings. Living in the setting of this revered novel is a big motivator for me.

I love real paper books but I also enjoy my Kindle. Reading the Classics on the Kindle can be so much better than the paper version. These huge books sometimes have miniscule fonts which makes the whole thing even more difficult. The versions I have of Middlemarch and Ulysses on my Kindle have wonderfully sized letters and spaces between the lines and shorter pages. If it’s going to be cryptic and opaque, it’s best for it not be too dense.

I’ve been on Chapter 1 for a long time now, since last winter. I keep getting distracted by new modern novels, easy to binge on. But now at last I’m confident I’m going to make progress. I have a new rule I am instituting as of today: don’t try to read Ulysses in bed. Difficult books can be too sleepy-making. I need to be fully alert and vertical for this bad boy.

I think something else might help my cause: a pub crawl. One of these evenings I’m going to grab my husband, hop on the number 4 bus and make it a date night to go see and drink where Stephen and Leopold hung out in downtown Dublin town.

To be continued

PS Please tell me what your difficult-but-worth-it books are.

Interview with CBC Music Book Club

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Had a great chat with CBC’s Vish Khanna via Skype.  We discussed everything from Hawksley, to female relationships, windy Dublin, bad men and more… And then, Vish cold called Hawksley Workman to ask him how he feels about featuring in Cadillac Couches!

Click on the link below to have a listen. (Make sure you click on the text rather than the arrow in the article.)

http://music.cbc.ca/#/blogs/2013/1/Whatcha-Readin-Sophie-B-Watson-discusses-Cadillac-Couches-and-Danko-Jones