our band could be your life: scenes from the american indie underground 1981-1991 by michael azerrad: THIS WAS SO GOOD. some of the chapters were a little boring (ian mckaye was such a tool when he was in minor threat, but he became pretty awesome by the time fugazi happened) and some chapters were not about what they were supposed to be about (the mudhoney chapter was actually all about subpop, which is fine because subpop is way more important/interesting than mudhoney, but it was not marked that way) and some bands are so ridiculous it is unreal (oh the replacements ♥), but all in all this was so good. well-researched and well-written and so informative without making me feel dumb. also, k records is apparently basically everything i have ever wanted in a label/scene/indie movement, so i need to find more on them.
carpe corpus by rachel caine: urgh. i felt like i skipped a book in this series. it wasn't bad, but it was really not nearly as good as the rest of her work, i think. ( spoilers. )
bermudez triangle by maureen johnson: this book made me feel incredibly lonely. like, it is unsettling how lonely this book made me feel. semi-unrelatedly, i think i need to add maureen to the list of authors i love as authors (and human beings) but who i do not love as writers. i bought suite scarlett when i bought this, so i'll try that one too before i make up my mind, but...yeah. at least she's in excellent company? (so far it's just neil gaiman in that club. YES I AM A HEATHEN WHATEVER.)
ps: saw up. yes, i cried. I AM