The Aran Islands guarding the mouth of Galway Bay may be small, but they possess an uncanny power to enchant visitors.
Malcolm Jones writes about books, music, and photography for The Daily Beast where he has written about subjects ranging from A. Lincoln to R. Crumb. He is the author of a memoir, Little Boy Blues, and collaborated with the songwriter and composer Van Dyke Parks and the illustrator Barry Moser on Jump!, a retelling of Brer Rabbit stories.
The singer, songwriter and rock ‘n’ roll wild man died at his home near Memphis.
In two very different books, Hilton Als and Nick Hornby tackle pop music’s most protean sexual avatar.
In “Hollywood Ending,” New Yorker reporter Ken Auletta meticulously chronicles the rise and ignominious fall of Harvey Weinstein, and the culture that enabled him.
It’s certainly the most famously walkable, thanks to James Joyce, and among the most hospitable.
Before Liotta impressed people in “Goodfellas,” he upended Jonathan Demme’s screwball comedy “Something Wild” and scared the living hell out of everyone who saw it.
The castle itself is approaching its millennial birthday, but while its life as a hotel only goes back for most of a century, its skill with hospitality is absolutely timeless.
The granddaddy of “dirty” books turns 100 today.
“Maybe it’s not a very grand ambition, but it keeps me writing from a place of love.”
Louise Erdrich, Jodi Picoult, and Gary Shteyngart already have novels in the stores, and Roddy Doyle has a COVID-themed story collection coming soon.