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Chargement... The End of Musicpar Jamie Fitzpatrick
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In The End of Music, Jamie Fitzpatrick's two mesmerizing, interwoven narratives circle the lives of Joyce, a modern young woman navigating the fraught social mores of a small town in its post-war heyday, and her son, Carter, more than fifty years later, whose days as an aspiring rock star are over. As Joyce's memories of the past begin to escape her, her son's past returns to haunt him. Brilliantly and unflinchingly revealing the inner lives of his characters, Fitzpatrick offers an extraordinary novel, with two startling twists, about women, men, and reckoning with the past. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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In 1952-1969 Joyce leaves the outport and comes to work at the airport in Gander. Starts singing with a band. Gives it up when she marries Arthur. Ten years later they have Herbert.
Present day: Herbert Carter visits Gander to put his mother Joyce into a home, sell the house, try to revive the music of his old band, go on an archaeological dig of the Gander airport for his degree. In the end, his bandmates double-cross him on the music – not sure why. Really, no idea why.
I was enchanted by this story, but I had just finished an article in Saltscapes magazine about the history of Gander airport so it seemed very relevant. ( )