Here at team Lovelace, on vacay in sunny Washington DC, only the receipt of a newly framed, extravagant Kenny Goldsmith piece to report. This is a promo poster for No 111, itself one of Kenny's rarest books (there is one copy for sale online right now for $230). I've heard that some of the lead-up material to the book, published in chapbooks, actually wasn't included in the final text, but even though I haven't actually located this passage in the book itself, I'm almost certain it is there, at least in some way, shape, or form. Like most things I own, I have been waiting for a good reason to take a closer look at the item in question, & in this instance, an appropriate framing job is reason enough.
Hence, this glorious text:
Eat more shit more. Shit more eat more. Meat more shit
more. Shit more meat more. Heat more shit more. Shit more
heat more. Heat more burn more shit more. Burn more shit
more heat more. Shit more heat more burn more. Learn
more shit more. Shit more learn more. Earn more shit more.
Shit more earn more. Learn more earn more shit more.
Earn more shit more learn more. Shit more earn more learn
more. Earn more burn more shit more. Burn more shit
more earn more. Shit more earn more burn more. More shit
to earn more shit to burn. More shit to learn more shit to
earn. More shit to earn more shit to burn more. More shit to
learn more shit to earn more. More shit to earn more shit to
burn more shit to learn. More shit to learn more shit to earn
more shit to burn. More shit to earn more shit to burn more
shit to learn more. More shit to learn more shit to earn more
shit to burn more. more shit to learn more shit to yearn for.
More shit to learn more shit to earn more shit to yearn for.
More shit to learn more shit to earn more shit to yearn more
shit to burn. More shit to learn more shit to earn more shit
to yearn more shit to burn more. More shit to earn more shit
to bore. More shit to earn more shit to bore more shit to
burn. More shit more bore. More shit more bore more
abhor. More abhor more shit more bore. Abhor bore. More
abhor bore. More abhor shitty bore. meet more shitty bore.
More meet shitty bore more abhor. More abhor more meet
shitty bore. Shitty meet. Shitty meet shitty bore. Bore meet.
Shitty bore meet. Shitty boar meat. Meat more shitty board.
Eat more shitty boar. Eat more shit boar. Eat boar shit boar.
Shit boar eat boar. Shit more eat more. Eat more shit more.
The newsprint is delightfully faded in places, the black becoming gray, the red pink; in the bottom right hand corner, Kenny has signed the poster. He said that, in promotion of the book, he plastered these up all over town. The book is also, interestingly, blurbed by Marjorie Perloff, a blurb which was hotly pursued near the beginning of Goldsmith's Soliloquy, to humorous effect. The text trundles & bounces along delivering to you whatever it desires, though the constraint continually maintains a strong familiarity, a beautifully grounded counterpoint. Overall, a delightful piece, that I can't wait to hang on my wall.
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