Oh, and this is the book I am working desperately on finishing right now. Balancing on a tightrope above a canyon…
And so, the final cover for the Best of the Year is here! The book itself will be with you some time towards the end of May!
Battling the fickle beast that is Skype, this week Jonathan and Gary talk to Kelley Eskridge and Nicola Griffith about the recently released Nebula ballot and what it might say about SF today, Nicola’s recent novel Hild, Kelley’s novel Solitaire, science fiction as a way of reading, language, politics and a lot more. In many ways this episode isn’t so much a conversation, as what feels like the beginning of a long and interesting one to be continued at conventions and elsewhere in the future.
As always, our sincere thanks to Kelley and Nicola for making time to appear on the podcast and for being such interesting and engaging guests. As always, we hope you enjoy the podcast!
As readers of this blog know, I have just returned from Melbourne where I saw Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band for the 3rd and 4th time on the 2014 High Hopes Tour. There’s a lot to say about it, but here’s some stats on what I saw:
Two album shows
- Born in the USA (Melb 15/2)
- Born to Run (Melb 16.2)
Songs played (total songs 117, individual songs 68, songs only played once across four nights 43, songs I’ll remember, 117)
|Born to Run||4|
|Dancing in the Dark||4|
|Just Like Fire Would||4|
|Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out||4|
|The Ghost of Tom Joad||4|
|Death to My Hometown||3|
|Shackled and Drawn||3|
|Waitin’ on a Sunny Day||3|
|Born in the U.S.A.||2|
|Land of Hope and Dreams||2|
|Rosalita (Come Out Tonight)||2|
|She’s the One||2|
|Twist and Shout||2|
|Working on the Highway||2|
|American Skin (41 Shots)||1|
|Because the Night||1|
|Darkness on the Edge of Town||1|
|Frankie Fell in Love||1|
|Girls in Their Summer Clothes||1|
|Highway to Hell||1|
|I’ll Work for Your Love||1|
|I’m Goin’ Down||1|
|I’m on Fire||1|
|Light of Day||1|
|Lost in the Flood||1|
|Meeting Across the River||1|
|Out in the Street||1|
|Pay Me My Money Down||1|
|Save My Love||1|
|Seven Nights to Rock||1|
|Spirit in the Night||1|
|The E Street Shuffle||1|
|This Hard Land||1|
|We Are Alive||1|
While some songs were more special than others (“Jungleland”(!), “For You”, “The River”), all had their charms. Songs that weren’t on my favourites list became better loved, and all were terrific. And those ten songs that appeared every night? They weren’t the same every night.
The thing with a Springsteen show, for me, is that no matter what you get it’s going to be special. I’m just happy I saw him now and got the shows I did.
After a very difficult Wednesday where my ears continued to act up and bother me, I opted to visit the doctor again. That lead to a new advanced even more serious anti-allergy medication and a referral to see an allergy specialist. I then headed in to work in time to have a farewell lunch with my work colleague, Ivy.
Ivy’s been amazing to work with and will be sorely missed, so the team (Sarah, Drew, Garth and I) headed out to the Gordon Street Garage for lunch. It was my first time and it was not too bad. Great staff and a nice atmosphere (with good air-conditioning, so take note Marianne), was slightly compromised by a short menu, no real dessert selection and the lack of a chance to really kick on. I did have a moment where I realised the reason it was called “Garage” is I that it formerly was a garage and that I used to get my car repaired there back in the day. The interior still retains some of the original structure. Weird.
We did not give up, though, for OLS is a formidable good times seeking machine. We headed in to the city to Bar Halcyon where mid-afternoon cocktails were definitely on the menu, and espresso martinis were chased down by a Smoky Berry Smash. Wonderful drinks (though I’m still reeling from seeing Laphroaig poured down the sink!) and great company made for a good farewell.
I then headed home where the new medication seemed to do my head in and for a moment or two I seriously wondered if I’d make it to Melbourne, but by Friday morning the all-new improved vertigo had disappeared and under slept and a little washed out, I headed to the airport and Melbourne (after farewelling the family and wishing the youngest luck on her quest to become a school counsellor).
The Qantas flight was uneventful. I watched some Justified and Person of Interest to while away the flight, and arrived late afternoon. A short cab ride saw me, rather surreally for me, back at the site of the 2010 Melbourne WorldCon. As I type I’m sitting the executive lounge of the same hotel where I had such a memorable time (for good and ill). Great breakfast with Stan, panicked conversations with Cheryl, prep for the ill-fated Hugos and all sorts of things. Last night a maxi-taxi stopped outside the hotel, and I was flashing back to jumping into a very similar cab with Bob and Karen Silverberg, Marianne, Jessica and Sophie. I had a lovely dinner with Stephen and Jenny in the same restaurant where a samba bad just about deafened us four years ago. And I’m pretty sure I’m sitting at the table where Greg Benford, Stan Robinson and I had a terrific conversation, so it’s interesting to be back.
But that’s not why I’m here. I’m here for the music. Assuming my old ears hold up, tonight will be the first of two nights to rock. Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band play AAMI Stadium. I saw them twice in Perth and, to round out MidLife Crisis 2014, I’m seeing them twice hear too. I expect the shows of my life. If they’re a patch on Perth they’ll be astounding.