Lost in Pages


Lovelessness, snobbery, expectation, meritocracy and dependence – all solved by philosophy, art, politics, Christianity and Bohemia through Alain de Botton.

I’ve read more de Botton in the past three months, than I have any other material. It has kept me company on the 5:18am 48 tram from Bosisto St to Flinders Station. I’m sure I’ve even walked up to Coventry or Dorcas Sts with my nose stuck into his works.

The Consolations of Philosophy and Status Anxiety. And next I’ll pick up a copy of The Pleasures and Sorrows of Work (although I’ve never been more happy with work than I am at the moment, I’m keen to find more insights into the every day clockwork of working society).

The Consolations of Philosophy – Socrates, Epicurus, Seneca, Montaigne, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche… The jeers of the Atheneans, that girl from Miletus, streams trickling from alpine slopes in the cool warmth of a spring in summer. For a few weeks I was distracted. Every time I was frustrated by anything, another page would refocus.


Wild Combination: A Portrait of Arthur Russell


I have been listening to a recording of “This Is How We Walk on the Moon” from Arthur Russell’s posthumous 1994 album. It loops over and over again, both in the actual track as well as for the repeat plays I allow it.

Last night I watched a documentary on Arthur Russell at Melbourne’s Rooftop Cinema on Swanston St. An American cellist, composer, singer, and known for his influential disco tracks, Russell was in the Beat Generation’s Allen Ginsberg and collaborated with minimalist Philip Glass.

Dying of AIDS in 1992, his music only now finds wider success outside the small circles which he had made a mark on during his life. It is a sweet and twisted mockery of existence when your work finds an audience after you have passed away.

Featuring interviews and rare footage, this film is tribute to an overlooked brilliance.

www.arthurrussellmovie.com /// www.rooftopcinema.com.au