Bhavani
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All I can say at the moment ... Pynchon seems quite the unique
visionary tuned in to something extraordinary. He's definitely up
there in the genius category with RAW, PKD, Joyce and Burroughs for
writing books that have profoundly affected me.
The section that goes from p.564 - 567 apart from its advanced
brilliance, holds a great deal of personal meaning, for me. Top of p.
566 invokes my sound business name, a little ways down,
"among the set of further analogies to sound" it goes on to articulate
one of my esoteric aims with recording music better than I ever have.
Wtf? How does he do that?
p. 561 I like when Kit leaves the room causing various people to make
up reasons why tied into their own personal dramas. Pynchon gives
indicators that he's about to take the reader into a bardo
space: ..."so many corridor doors opening and closing, so many guests
wandering in and out of the wrong rooms ... and then Kit "... went
running off into the hotel's labyrinth of back stairways and
passages." He ends up in a space that resembles what E.J. Gold calls
Wharftown. At the close of the sequence, the cop's gun shapeshifts
into a mysterious scientific instrument that gets described in the
next section. That instrument reminds me bit of the Oscillation
Overthruster from the film Buckeroo Banzai.