Showing posts with label Jerry Stahl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jerry Stahl. Show all posts

10.26.2010

Tonight 8.27. - Hammer Readings - Slake: L.A. Iconoclasts

Slake: L.A. Iconoclasts

Edited by former LA Weekly editors Laurie Ochoa and Joe Donnelly, Slake: Los Angeles is a new LA-centric quarterly that examines all things curious, fictional, poetic, political and philosophical, comprising work by local writers and artists. The evening will celebrate Slake’s second issue with Q&As, readings, and performances by Slake contributors, including screenwriter and novelist Jerry Stahl, House of Leaves author Mark Z. Danielewski, comic actress and writer Lauren Weedman (The Daily Show, Date Night, Hung), cult film queen Mary Woronov, plus jazz ensemble the Max Wrightson Trio.

About tonight's readers -

Mark Z. Danielewski's piece The Promise of Meaning appears in Slake No. 1. He recently announced that he’s begun work on a 27-volume series of novels titled The Familiar, about a 12-year-old girl who finds a kitten (among, we’d expect, other things). The LA-based writer has gained a cult following with his experimental novels House of Leaves and Only Revolutions. A few days after the Hammer event, Danielewski will give a theatrical presentation of his ghost story The Fifty Year Sword at REDCAT on Halloween.

Jerry Stahl, who contributed the short story Sammy Talks Frank - wherein Sammy Davis Jr. unloads about Frank Sinatra - moved to Los Angeles when his employer at the time, Hustler magazine, did as well in the 1970s. He went on to write the critically acclaimed memoir Permanent Midnight and the novel I, Fatty among other works of fiction and several works for film and television.

Mary Woronov is a painter and artist who made her film debut in 1966 in Andy Warhol’s Screen Tests alongside Salvador Dali, Edie Sedgwick, and Warhol’s regular group of players. Once a dancer with the Exploding Plastic Inevitable, Woronov has gone on to appear in more than 70 films. She also has five books to her credit, including Swimming Underground, an account of her time with Warhol.

Lauren Weedman was a “correspondent” for The Daily Show starting in 2001, and is a regular on Hung and Reno 911. She is just as well known in Los Angeles for her funny, revealing, piercing stage performances such as BUST and Wreckage. She’s currently performing in her newest show, No … You Shut Up.

ALL HAMMER PUBLIC PROGRAMS ARE FREE. Seating is on a first come, first served basis. Hammer members receive priority seating, subject to availability. Reservations not accepted, RSVPs not required.


Parking is available under the museum for $3 after 6p.

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7.14.2009

Book Soup Instore


Book Soup In-Store Event:
with Jerry Stahl, Erin O'Brien and Joseph Mattson for a night of John O'Brien
July 16th - 7:00 PM

Better delves deep into the psyche of its subjects through an intricate web of cultural icons, loyalty, covert communications, and sex. John O'Brien's characters loom in and out of a surreal world that seems to float high above the rest of us, but is in fact firmly tethered to the human condition.

John O'Brien was born in 1960 and grew up in Cleveland, Ohio. He moved to Los Angeles in 1982 with his then-wife Lisa. During his lifetime, he was a busboy, file clerk, and coffee roaster, but writing was his true calling. He committed suicide in April 1994 at age thirty-three. His published fiction includes Leaving Las Vegas, The Assault on Tony's, and Stripper Lessons.

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3.10.2009

Wednesday March 11 - Jerry Stahl @ Diesel Books in Santa Monica



Jerry Stahl discusses and signs Pain Killers @ Diesel Books in Santa Monica

From the acclaimed and controversial author of Permanent Midnight comes one of the most vividly subversive, savagely funny, and explosive novels yet unleashed in our tender century. Pain Killers is a violent and mind-wrenching masterpiece in the gonzo noir style that has earned Jerry Stahl his legion of avid fans.

Down-and-out ex-cop and not-quite-reformed addict Manny Rupert accepts a job going undercover to find out if an old man locked up in a California prison is who he claims to be: the despicable—and allegedly dead—Josef Mengele, aka the Angel of Death. What if, instead of drowning thirty years ago, the sadistic legend whose Auschwitz crimes still horrify faked his own death and is now locked up in San Quentin, ranting and bitter about being denied the adulation he craves for his contribution to keeping the Master Race pure—if no longer masterful?

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