Aryan Kaganof’s latest books, The Ballad of Sugar Moon and Coffin Deadly and 12 Shooters, represent the proverbial tip of the author’s artistic iceberg, venturing onto which, you stand in some danger of losing your footing, sliding down, and slipping under the icy waters for a peek at the rest.
I’ve read part of the Ballad and all of 12 Shooters – I count the latter as one of 2007’s “books of the year” – and I’m a regular visitor at Kagablog, an extraordinarily active online emporium of the underground arts. Call me a Kagadiver.
Perusing the Kaga-archives the other day, I happened upon a section dedicated to the two aforementioned books, where items like the following, wholly deserving of link love from BOOK SA, can be found:
dearest K
i loved the book !!!!!!!!!!!
whilst slumbering this morn
i had a very strange dream that i was with you in the kwikspar
and this so-called black guy was dragging this so-called black woman around
the shop with a butchers knife held against her throat
i saw this…. and you saw this
you pulled out your glock and blew the guy away……..
i ran out the spar and sprinted down beyers naudé (formally known as DF malan)
everything and everyone was ominous and then i woke up
so as you can see the ballad sunk deep into my being
and took me places i’ve been and not been before
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February 7th, 2008 @13:50 #
Just for the record: my shrink has confirmed that I am not, and never have been, Aryan Kaganoff.