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DEADKIDSONGS • My favourite book was gonna be Christine by Stephen King which I read when I was 13 and from<br />
that point on I’m sorry to say I read nearly every Stephen King novel I could get my hands on. However, I thought I’d decide on<br />
a more contemporary book to show I’ve (arguably) grown up a bit ; Toby Litt's Deadkidsongs, which is coincidentally reminiscent<br />
of Stephen Kings ' Stand By Me. Deadkidsongs is about four pre-pubescent boys growing up in the 70s in Devon. Driven<br />
by their over-active imagination they form 'Gang', complete with mission statements, strict rules, top secret meeting places and<br />
covert operations against a fictitious German army. At first this is harmless fun but after one of them dies everything takes a turn<br />
for the worst and soon things get out of control. Litt captures the thoughts of young boys perfectly; gossiping, planning revenge,<br />
backstabbing, bitching, the boy's utter hatred of their parents and the distance they feel from them which took me right back to<br />
how I felt then. As an adult reader you are immediately excluded too, you laugh at their naivete and youthful stroppiness, yet<br />
feel shocked at their behaviour and ideas. Scary, sad, dark and funny, in my opinion Toby Litts best work. > Gabs Stackpool<br />
<strong>THE</strong> MAGUS • Actually my favourite book is The Lord of Rings, but that’s been, like, so ‘done’ recently (over, under<br />
– you name it.) However, The Magus isn’t far behind in my all-time greatest reads list. It’s the kind of book that sucks<br />
you in totally – I read its 616 pages in one sitting, staying up until 8 a.m. to do so (and on a school night too!) I felt<br />
anger, relief, despair, and attraction with Nicholas the narrator as he is put through the reality wringer on a secret-filled<br />
Greek island. The Magus outrages the reader through its treatment of both ourselves and the narrator – keeping us in<br />
the dark and offering us a succession of cruel red herrings. For ages afterwards, I plotted Nicholas’s moral and physical<br />
victory, alternative endings and plot spoilers – how I, had I been in Nicholas’s shoes, would have triumphed over my tormentors<br />
and turned their world on its head. Hindsight is a beautiful thing. The Magus is both a Jungian nightmare and<br />
a storyteller’s masterpiece; the result is rather like the aftermath of a horrific car crash – we are appalled but allow ourselves<br />
to be sucked in nonetheless, and eventually we pull away with our appetites still unsated. > Theo Berry<br />
MORE SCIENCE MAGIC • When I was a kid I used a twelve-volt power pack, crocodile clips and a length of<br />
nichrome wire to set fire to my science teacher’s desk. I did this for a very good reason – I was bored. Setting fire to<br />
things and conducting ‘experiments’ of my own seemed to make science a lot more fun and interesting,<br />
Unlike schoolteachers, More Science Magic (first published in the early 50s) actually encourages this approach to science<br />
in a good old-fashioned, (no fear of death by fire,) carefree way. In fact, if the national curriculum had included how<br />
to use a cigarette to start a ‘chemical fire race’ or how to harness the atomic energy of a wristwatch, I’m certain that I<br />
wouldn’t have even considered setting fire to my science teacher’s desk. This book even encourages kids to smell the<br />
fumes from burning plastics in order to identify their type. It’s brilliant. Reading through the experiments, you become<br />
aware that publishing something like this nowadays would end in a lawsuit with some stupid kid who wasn’t told that fire<br />
could burn his face off, and as a result, it did. > Luke Livesey<br />
BURNING IN WATER DROWNING IN FLAME • Favourite books resurface in my memory every time<br />
I’m reminded of what made me love them at some point in my life. This book has stuck in my mind to the point where<br />
I can open the familiar orange cover and be certain that my mood, however foul, will improve with the words inside.<br />
When reading this poetry you are not able to look beyond the words as he gives them to you, he doesn’t write for an<br />
audience and doesn’t care about who you, his reader is, or what you might think of or read into his work. Unlike the<br />
majority of authors, Bukowski’s words are entirely honest – his hand only inking in what his eyes have seen and his mind<br />
has thought – and inherently poetic. Really they are just scribbled notes, dashed off unblinkingly, but written by him,<br />
the words are natural and powerful. More than anything, he fills you with the satisfaction of knowing that sometimes just<br />
to get one’s thoughts down is enough. Only, don’t ever get the idea he’s a poet, you can see him at the racetrack any<br />
day half drunk. > Andy Bull<br />
Covers top, left to right<br />
<strong>THE</strong> MAGUS > John Fowles<br />
DEADKIDSONGS > Toby Litt, 2002<br />
BURNING IN WATER DROWNING IN FLAME > Selected Poems of Charles Bukowski<br />
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decode > number 11<br />
GALLERY ONE<br />
EXHIBITIONS<br />
Eric<br />
Gill<br />
Engravings<br />
An exhibition of engravings<br />
by Eric Gill for illustrations,<br />
pamphlets and bookplates.<br />
Plus<br />
John<br />
Neilson<br />
Letter carving<br />
January 10th to<br />
February 10th 2004<br />
Black Swan Arts<br />
2 Bridge Street<br />
Frome<br />
Somerset BA11 1BB<br />
Tel: 01373 473980<br />
Opening Times<br />
Galleries, Craft Shop<br />
and Studios<br />
10am-5pm<br />
Arts Café<br />
9:30am-5pm<br />
Harem Eric Gill