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With each passing hour, the four and their increasingly ramified network of academics, AIDS widowers, artfags, chumps, freeloaders, illegals and zeitgeist-mongers attended parties, broke things, grieved, grumbled in journals, reformed, left false phone messages, promised money that didn’t exist and generally perpetuated the existence found in the glow of the neon rats of the Western Exterminator billboard. By Sunday night Mr. Ukocho’s own plans changed, completely upsetting everything for everyone, this time for good.
Weekend in Silverlake’s themes are the oldest of English fiction … love and money. But the fustian of art is refused in favor of something at once more heartfelt, ironic, sophisticated and naïve in the tradition of the Satyricon, A Sentimental Journey or The Andy Warhol Diaries. Kevin McMahon’s astonishing novel surveys affection, confidence, irresponsibility, stolen pleasures, remediless death, unpaid debts, the smell of barbecue and the faint buzz of paper horns to provide an answer to the question “On top of all our misfortunes must we also be ridiculous?”
Kevin McMahon has worked at the Southern California Institute of Architecture in Los Angeles since 1984. This is his first book.
With mordant wit and an open heart, Kevin McMahon manages to sum up the life he leads in prose as purple as it is purposeful. His encyclopaedic knowledge and roving interests in everything from literature to architecture to sex … and his ability to conflate such disparate areas … make him always worth listening to. … Aaron Betsky, Curator at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, and author of Queer Space and Architecture Must Burn
January 2001
256 pages
Cloth
1 85984 791 9
US$25 / £18 / CAN$35
