An unbelievably broad topic somehow woven into a tight but meandering cultural-history/memoir. That’s Olivia Laing’s bread and butter: beautiful genre-ambiguous non-fiction. For those of you who have read any of her previous books, such as The Lonely City, a simply gorgeous meditation on cities and loneliness in the modern age, you’ll already know what I’m talking about. She gravitates towards a unifying theme, but then explores the lives of artists, writers and thinkers whose work best exemplifies it.
Everybody is her most ambitious work to date. In it, she tackles the most personal of all possible themes: the body (and its discontents). Starting with the psychotherapist Wilhelm Reich and his wildly influential and extremely wacky pseudo-scientific concept of “orgone energy” (which could supposedly be channeled to cure any and all bodily ills through isolation in an aggrandized wooden box sometimes referred to as the “orgasmatron”), Laing tracks a wide-ranging course through the 20th century by way of civil rights, the sexual revolution, faith healing, prisons, McCarthyism, and some of its greatest thinkers and renegades: Kathy Acker, Nina Simone, Freud, Susan Sontag, William S Burroughs.
Everybody doesn’t shy away from difficult subjects or their uncomfortable relevance to our world right now, but this is levelled with a tone and style that is reassuring, cathartic, and ultimately hopeful, coming together to make a book which reminds us of our most basic freedoms and why we can’t afford to lose them.
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Days in the Caucasus, by Banine
(translated by Anne Thompson-Ahmadova)
This delicious memoir of a childhood spent in the Caucasus region of Azerbaijan is by turns heartwarming, funny and troubling. Our narrator, the inimitable Banin (or Ummulbanu Asadullayeva, to give her her full name), tells us her story of growing up in a wealthy oil-rich family in Baku in the very early 20th century as the city undergoes profound revolutionary changes. Her family are her constant companions throughout the trials of her childhood and early adolescence, with their vividly complex personal connections and eccentricities, along with various interlopers – a German governess, friends with temptingly liberal Western leanings, a dishy and mysterious Bolshevik soldier…
Despite the chaotic and exotic setting which can seem so remote from modern life, there are commonalities of childhood which resonate with all of us. Banine is in thrall to her family but frustrated by it, she can’t wait to leave her home behind but is still utterly bound to it – the evocative way she tells us her story will make you nostalgic for and slightly fearful of a time about which we knew so little. A true relic, and only published in English for the first time in 2019 since it first appeared in French in 1945, this story is quite unlike anything else we’ve read.
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My Father’s Daughter, by Hannah-Azieb Pool
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This is an incredible memoir of lost and reconnected families, told with such clarity and warmth that it can be easy to forget just how momentous the story itself is. When Hannah-Azieb Pool discovers that the Eritrean family she never thought she’d meet desperately wants to see her, she decides to travel across the world to a community and culture remotely distant from her own comparatively comfortable, even affluent adoptive UK upbringing.
The interactions are charged and intense, knotty and difficult to process, but Pool’s prose is so engagingly approachable that these deeply complex events are made eminently readable, spinning the history of an area of immense geopolitical strife seamlessly alongside the more immediate and emotionally raw family drama. As her family begins to reveal its true entanglements, we are carried along as if we have exclusive emotional access to the predicaments, deeply connected.
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A Swim in a Pond in the Rain, by George Saunders
Don’t be immediately put off by this, but you are about to experience a truly unique academic lecture. Taking the form of four annotated short stories written by the Russian masters of the form (Chekhov, Turgenev, Tolstoy, and Gogol), this is a truly enlightening insight into the nuts and bolts of writing stories and – at a deeper level – the nature of creativity. George Saunders is a giant of the short story in his own right, and his gentle yet learned approach to these classic works sheds light on the process of their composition, and on the wider rhythms of how stories in their essence are told.
Saunders himself runs one of the most prestigious creative writing classes in the US (at Syracuse University), and it’s easy to see why young writers flock to his teachings. The tone is beautifully generous, his writing dotted with pearls of lightly-worn wisdom on matters specifically creative and more general, and the feeling on reading the book is not so much of being lectured but being encouraged to read more deeply, for more pleasure. And the stories themselves – well, there’s a reason Saunders selected them, and each one has its own distinct charms. This is a joyful and exploratory book about the meaning we unknowingly attach to fiction, and one we hope makes you feel more connected to everything else in your reading diet.
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A Little Devil in America, by Hanif Abdurraqib
So many books about pop music cater directly to a very narrow stereotype of a reader – white, male and with a well-organised collection of vinyl across a surprisingly vanilla spread of genres. That’s one reason why Hanif Abdurraqib’s joyously grandiloquent and poetic examination of black performance is such a breath of fresh air. Another reason would be that it also happens to be irresistibly readable, organised into essays that hide their rigour and assuredness in personal reflection and melancholic humour.
The range of subjects is electrifying, and we discover so much through Abdurraqib’s searching questions: who sang backing vocals on ‘Gimme Shelter’, and why don’t we know that? What is the cultural legacy of the now-forgotten phenomenon of the dance marathon? What is a ‘magical negro’? And perhaps most surprisingly: was Chewbacca black? Almost imperceptibly weaving in autobiographical detail (and not in a mawkish way), this is a thoroughly unique read, and the the perfect riposte to the staid culture of most music writing. A book of praise in the best possible sense.