By: jon Lyndon

jon Lyndon — Mon, 28 Apr 2008 13:04:45 +0000

This is fantastically fantastic, dark phantasmagoric and erupting with flammable-cum-flexible and/or surreal, cereal-cum-carapace-&-abstract situations… spit & spirit! with just the right nightmarish scents, squidinklings & hints of ambergris (Physeter macrocephalus, of course); the albumen and isinglass of Ambergrisian tapestry on the edges of Gormenghast, Tar and Canker, Scargo, Punktown, Viriconium with the Bistro Californium all melting and mixing in a way that I can feel the carnivorous “azure blue sensors” that flicker and flit-skirt across a perfectly plastic sky above the muscular River Moth… yea, fantastically fantastic – did I say that already? Yes, right. Well, all the bright, brilliant beetles, eponymous & enigmatic transformations, strange cases, secret lives, small gems and magnificent mushroom situations with their beautiful degradations and daring Eagle artwork; Edgar Allan Lovecraftian Poetry… “down, up, down, up, down…” -the tintinnabulations, the bells… Is there a way out? I don’t know. I need to read more of this. More. Only 200 copies (here’s where I shriek with no mouth). Scarskirt & shite! I can’t even find “Secret Lives” (fortunately I did find a single hardbound copy of “Secret Life”) all the way down here under the northern hemisphere in flesh-and-bloody OZ. Ah, at least I have this little snippet on Ecstatic Days to read (hoping the author, Jeff, or you – if you are reading this – will produce a few trade paperback editions maybe see that some wind and find their way and/or ways down to the twist and tangled streets of Melbourne, particularly Minotaur Books on Elizabeth Street or even Galaxy in Sydney, Australis. I am an incarcerated lunatic found wanton, wanting & wandering, maddeningly lost among a city of saints and madmen (underground). With echoes of Dante’s Divine Comedy, the landscapes of Hieronymus Bosch, subterranean bioengineered shadows from the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice in the ground beneath my feet, superbly executed and conceived almost like hypnotism (and, of course, the meerkats!)… as haunting as Veniss or London Burning. What I basically mean is that I am jealous that I may never be able to get a copy of this obviously fine Slipcased & signed limited dustjacket edition of VanderMeer’s chapbook The Situation. That’s my situation. Sat and sit and sin, insane with leviathan images: existing: “the situation worse…” end.
~Cheers!

By: Seth Merlo

Seth Merlo — Tue, 04 Mar 2008 16:09:15 +0000

My order has been made and paid! Should be released any day now…

By: Eddie Duff

Eddie Duff — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 18:11:52 +0000

Just preordered this yesterday. Haven’t seen a book from PS Publishing so this should be a real treat!

By: Paul Jessup

Paul Jessup — Wed, 23 Jan 2008 17:23:48 +0000

OOOh! Excellent. I really have to post a review of that work.

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