Originally reviewed for okayplayer T.M. biographers (well, if there were such a thing) will note that I once referred to aesthetic theory as “the graveyard where all good philosophers go to die.” Okay, fine, my stance on aesthetics has softened a bit. Chalk it up to the experience of an affected provincial living in a world city – I felt like I had to choose between synthesizing Kant and contemporary soul (theory), or wearing a scarf/sportcoat-with-elbow-patches/monocle. The monocle was uncomfortable, the coat ill-fitting, and the scarf itchy. Which left me with… Kantizing Jeremiah’s Chasing Forever. (More...)
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