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A Visit from the Goon Squad

Jennifer Egan

Start date: September 15, 2012

Finish date: September 15, 2012

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Aug 23, 2010 Jenny (Reading Envy) rated it it was amazing

Shelves: orange-prize, read2010, music, pulitzer

Half the time I didn't know who was telling the story since the narrator shifted each chapter, heck, half the time I didn't know what decade I was in. But I didn't mind. That was part of the journey. I loved the related characters moving in and out of the lives of two messy people, and how the styles shifted along with the characters. I journeyed from somewhat typical narrative to a David Foster Wallace-esque chapter from an imprisoned journalist, to a middleschooler telling a story through a sl ...more

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Aug 23, 2011 David rated it it was amazing

Shelves: read-in-2011

Aaaah! i can't review this right now. It might end up with two stars, it might end up with four. Need to give it some distance.

OK. here is the review. warning - it's one of those subjective/personal ones.

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At 54 years of age, I don’t have a particularly coherent narrative version of my own life. Some of the more obvious events stand out in relief, but there are discontinuities, there are periods where everything seems to flow Aaaah! i can't review this right now. It might end up with two stars, it might end up with four. Need to give it some distance.

OK. here is the review. warning - it's one of those subjective/personal ones.

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At 54 years of age, I don’t have a particularly coherent narrative version of my own life. Some of the more obvious events stand out in relief, but there are discontinuities, there are periods where everything seems to flow together, and there are many, many gaps - weird lacunae of years at a time. Did I really do nothing but work my butt off between the ages of 35 and 45? Kind of seems that way now, more’s the pity. Oh wait, didn’t I co-author a book in there somewhere? I’m proud of that book, less so of the friendships I allowed to wither on the vine during the process of writing it.

Any narrative cohesion that does exist in my version of my life story comes, I have no doubt, at the cost of accuracy, because it just represents the fact that I have been able to reshape those parts of the story mentally to fit some kind of narrative arc with which I am satisfied. I think we all tend to do this, which is why all memoirs need to be filed, once and for all, under the rubric of “fiction”, and why maybe, at long last, we need to stop beating up on the unfortunate James Frey. (And why I should probably give my bete noire, Frank McCourt, a pass for one of my least favorite memoirs, “Angela’s Ashes”; though my review of that book continues to annoy certain people so much that I am reluctant to change it at this point).

Proust, and assorted neuroscientists, would have us believe that our sense of smell plays an important role in generating our memories. I can’t really argue the point, but in her latest work, “A Visit from the Goon Squad”, Jennifer Egan taps into something that seems to me to be far more powerful, and far more relevant to most of our experience, when she identifies music as playing a key role in shaping memory and the resulting versions of our lives that we carry with us. Certainly, in my case, this is true. Whatever my memories, real or invented, music has a way of keeping me honest.

Sometimes the associations are of my own making. Thus, for instance, all I have to do is to hear the Al Stewart song “Year of the Cat” to be transported immediately (and viscerally) back to the winter of 1978-1979, where this particular album formed the background to my relentless onslaught on functional analysis and probability theory as I studied for my joint master’s in Math/Statistics at University College back in Cork. Or flash forward a few years to when I was grappling with my doctoral problem in Chapel Hill, both “breakthrough” ideas, those that formed the core of my eventual dissertation, came to me to the soundtrack of Jackson Browne’s “The Pretender”, which blared from the record player in my office in Smith Building at 3 in the morning.

Sometimes the musical associations are laid by others. For instance, it occurs to me that - no, the period between 35 and 45 in my life was not completely given over to work. There was the disastrous 7-month interlude when I dated Marty, one of the most charming, but completely messed-up, drunks inhabiting the Bay Area during the spring and summer of 1998. The guy was mad, bad, and dangerous to know, and he had a complete thing for the music of Celine Dion. So that if I want to be transported back to the particular state of vulnerability and fury that characterized our entire relationship, all I need to do is put “The Power of Love” on the stereo, and it all comes flooding back. By the same token, if I want to remember my first unrequited crush (on that oh-so-cute music teacher in Gaelic camp when I was 15), the slow movement of Beethoven’s 7th (in my defense, I was 15, it all seemed very tragic to me at the time) will take me back there every time.

But it’s the cues we are unaware of that are perhaps the most powerful in keeping our memories honest. How else to explain my recent experience, driving back up 280 to SF a few days before leaving for Paris? With no warning, the radio station began to play the song “Driver’s Seat” by Sniff ‘n the Tears, and the effect on me was so profound I had to pull to the side of the road until the song ended, after which it still took me several minutes to recover. Because I was no longer on 280 or anywhere near it. I was in my room in Craig Dorm in Chapel Hill, in September 1979, newly arrived the previous week from Cork, feeling that mix of trepidation, promise, fear, and possibility that characterized that whole first year in Chapel Hill.
Only these musical cues, lodged in our psyches like so many time bombs, have the visceral power to take us back in quite the same way.

What does any of this have to do with Jennifer Egan’s book? Everything, really. Because she captures that power utterly and completely, with something approaching genius. Which may be why this book left me flummoxed at the outset. But which is also why I can give it no fewer than 5 stars.

Ms Egan, you rock!
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Dec 03, 2010 Yulia rated it did not like it

Shelves: repelled-by

"[. . .] while the fog gallops past the windows."

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Jun 12, 2011 Sandra rated it it was amazing

Bristling with wit, a joy to read, well deserving of awards. One of the best novels I've read this year. ...more

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Jan 23, 2019 Loretta rated it really liked it

Shelves: audiobooks

This wasn't quite what I was expecting, but it was a wonderful read nonetheless (with one jarring note, see below). I had added this to my to reads some years back after reading a couple of glowing reviews, but I didn't remember at all that it's basically a connected series of stories, rather than a conventional novel. So I got way too invested in Sasha and Benny, thinking the story was entirely about them, and then there were all these other people showing up to tell their stories. But I adjust ...more

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Nov 29, 2010 Kate rated it really liked it

I really enjoyed this book, which I picked up after seeing it on the NY Times' 100 notable books of 2010 and after it was recommended by commenters on jezebel.com. I was concerned because, while I liked Egan's book "The Keep," I didn't think it was as marvelous as everyone said.
"A Visit from the Goon Squad" is short stories that connect people associated with the music industry to one another. It is a journey that takes the reader to Naples, Italy and Africa, to the Arizona desert and the cold ...more

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Jun 20, 2011 Clifford rated it really liked it

Shelves: novels

The last chapter/story makes this book work.

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Mar 24, 2011 Yashoda Sampath rated it it was amazing

Shelves: readandproudofit, favourites

Deeply, deeply unpredictable novel that manages to write about musicians and love of music without resorting to hoary cliche. This novel is everything that Franzen's Freedom could have been had it been edited down a little better...but Egan would still win as her writing rarely, if ever, draws attention to itself, despite the use of various structures and forms (including a powerpoint presentation!)

I cannot recommend this enough. ...more

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