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Name a cultural movement still resonating today, and I bet you’ll see it’s roots in New York in the Seventies.
From the New York City Ballet to CBGBs, James Wolcott was sitting in the back of the room quietly observing the artistic revolution.
With his singularly evocative style, Wolcott takes you from his beginnings in obscurity, to blustering his way into a writing career, eventually ending up the cultural critic for Vanity Fair.
He may have been lucky by being at the right places and times, but his writing chops prove luck wasn’t all.
“Next door to the Latham hunkers another low-profile holdover, the Prince George, which, before the gold medallions and furry testicles of disco descended, was a popular layover for flight crews whose trim blue uniforms and clippy stride made everybody else on the sidewalk look like clumps.”
"Gold medallions and furry testicles of disco?"—Luck had nothing to do with it.
Jeff Woodman, Audiofile Magazine's 2001 narrator of the year. He makes New York come to come to life, an susses out every wry note of observation.
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Would you consider the audio edition of Lucking Out to be better than the print version?
I never read the print version, so I can't really say.
Would you recommend Lucking Out to your friends? Why or why not?
I'd recommend it to writer and/or reader friends who want to live--or relive--a print-era New York City, with passing glances at many of the characters and players the likes of whom we're not likely to see again.
What about Jeff Woodman’s performance did you like?
A wonderful reader--energetic, flowing, seamless, with just the right amount of inflection to suggest he was feeling the spirit of the text; not performing it.
Did you have an extreme reaction to this book? Did it make you laugh or cry?
I wouldn't go so far as to say an "extreme" reaction--the work is not supposed to trigger one. But I did find myself laughing out loud at certain asides and turns of phrase.
Any additional comments?
A fun, almost-gossipy, easy-listenin' reminiscence that strikes the right balance between self-deprecating charm and one-analogy-too-many (but he'll apologize for the latter). I thought it was a blast.
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