Or perhaps more specifically, America is failing the audition. But then, it is a novel by Steve Erickson, so it was never going to be.įor Erickson, history is forever failing the audition. This, as you might gather, is not the history we are familiar with. The person he’s speaking to, who doesn’t understand a word he is saying, is Jesse Garon Presley, a would-be jazz critic whose younger twin brother, Elvis Aron, died at birth. The speaker, moments before he is shot and killed by Valerie Solanas, is a one-time senator and failed presidential candidate called Jack Kennedy. The scene is 1968, in a party at Andy Warhol’s Factory. models that can be applied to other instances, when no moment really is enough like another that any model applies, without turning the model into something that’s so much something else as to make it, well, not obsolete, but not all that relevant either.” To, uh, talk of the “lessons” of history suggests. History always auditioning for one last performance that’s never delivered because it’s always rewritten. lessons of history when what they really mean are”-he seems to ponder the cigar a moment-“auditions of history. “Everyone,” he says, relighting his cigar, “talks about.
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