Riffle through the myriad scribblings of James Black: literary fiction, memoirs, editorials about what rankles or titillates him, essays, & scores of poems. Here by mistake? Exciting pornography awaits on almost every other website—mash your palm into the keypad, add “.com”, & watch the magic.
Suggested explorations:
2011′s Top Ten LPs: An exploration of the return of the unironic saxophone, package designers who once again understand the importance of cover art, excellent sequencing, and mostly mediocre releases.
The 20 Best Tracks of 2011 (So Far): Halfway through a year in which it seems every artist I’ve ever loved (plus a dozen newbies of whom I’d never heard) has dropped an LP, it seemed sensible to address some of the standouts.
Reveal the Best of Me: How my cat twice saved my life. Featuring ODs, suicide attempts, a broken engagement, mass betrayal, & phantom limb pain.
Check, Please!: How to Dine Out, with plenty of examples of How Not to Dine Out. Begun in ’04, when I was 7½ years in; edited in ’08, after 12; finished in ’11, soul-dead in year 15.
I Am Trying to Break Your Heart: My personal ars poetica. Plus: Not as dry or lengthy as Horace’s. Minus: Not as quick & pithy as Archibald MacLeish’s.
Good Jeans: Written as a series of eulogies, & making any number of jokes at the expense of Schindler’s List, this is, no joke, about the difficulty of finding & keeping hold of a killer pair of jeans.
In This Twilight: On my fifteen-year, intensely intimate yet simultaneously non-existant relationship with Trent Reznor.
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1605–15; Latin sēsquipedālis: measuring a foot and a half (sesqui-, pedal) + -ism
1873 F. HALL Mod. Eng. 148 “The era of galvanized sesquipedalism and sonorous cadences.”
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2011′s Top Ten LPs: An exploration of the return of the unironic saxophone, package designers who once again understand the importance of cover art, excellent sequencing, and mostly mediocre releases.
The 20 Best Tracks of 2011 (So Far): Halfway through a year in which it seems every artist I’ve ever loved (plus a dozen newbies of whom I’d never heard) has dropped an LP, it seemed sensible to address some of the standouts.
Reveal the Best of Me: How my cat twice saved my life. Featuring ODs, suicide attempts, a broken engagement, mass betrayal, & phantom limb pain.
Check, Please!: How to Dine Out, with plenty of examples of How Not to Dine Out. Begun in ’04, when I was 7½ years in; edited in ’08, after 12; finished in ’11, soul-dead in year 15.
Trying to Break Your Heart: My personal ars poetica. Plus: Not as dry or lengthy as Horace’s. Minus: Not as quick & pithy as Archibald MacLeish’s.
Good Jeans: Written as a series of eulogies, & making any number of jokes at the expense of Schindler’s List, this is, no joke, about the difficulty of finding & keeping hold of a killer pair of jeans. 
In This Twilight: On my fifteen-year, intensely intimate yet simultaneously non-existant relationship with Trent Reznor.