Reviews, bite-size analysis, and general rambling about some of my favorite books and songs that I engaged with in 2024.
Books
The Plague Dogs by Richard Adams
I was attracted to this book because I’ve been a fan of Watership Down, which is likely Adams’ most famous work due to its animated movie adaption. Plague Dogs also has a (from what I’ve heard) disturbing animated movie version. I decided to read the book first. While some listings might say it is a children’s book because it has animal characters, there is hardcore imagery, and it has deep themes.
The novel is a critique of science and how the pursuit of science, often through capitalism, lends itself toward animal cruelty. Adams’ is very tongue in cheek with his criticism. The Animal Research: Scientific and Experimental division is abbreviated to A.R.S.E. The scientists do incredibly cruel things to rabbits, monkeys, and of course, dogs. Two dogs escape from the facility and flee into the English countryside. They’re hunted at first because they murder sheep for food, and then they’re hunted because, according to media sensationalism, they could be carrying the bubonic plague from the lab.
I’ve always been more of a cat person than a dog person, but this book strongly illustrates the undying loyalty that dogs have for people. They truly can be man’s best friend. At one point, Richard Adams calls upon Wordsworth’s poem, Fidelity, which is also about the undying loyalty of a dog. I enjoyed going beyond the novel to read that text as well and make the thematic connections between the two. While aspects of this novel are heartbreaking, they are also uplifting and show the beauty that can exist when humans treat animals with love and respect.
Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
When I finished reading this novel, I was irreversibly depressed because the book was over and I’d probably never read as good of a book ever again. The story is like a dream, it brings you into the dream, and then it consumes you. I also feel like I dreamed more while I was reading it!
On a structural level, the writing is interesting as each chapter alternates between two different but connected stories. One chapter is the first person narration of Kafka, a fifteen year old boy who is running away from home because his domineering father has destined him for an Oedipus Complex. For the literary mind, Kafka’s story is cozy as he begins to live in a library. The set of other chapters are third person narration that follow Nakata, an elderly man who was traumatized during WW2 and now has the uncanny ability to speak to cats. Murakami embeds magical realism into almost every paragraph of both stories.
The story requires you to believe in it and take everything, no matter how outlandish, at face value. It wants you to believe in it and not have a narrow mind. The characters discuss the relationship between responsibility and imagination at one point, stating that narrow minded people have no place in the library and are dangerous for the world: “Intolerant, narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host, change form, and continue to thrive.” (pg. 182) By following Nakata’s story, other characters have their minds opened up to a new perspective on life, and the reader will have their mind opened as well. Cats talking to people or ghosts having sex will seem perfectly explainable.
Bad Cree by Jessica Johns
I found this novel in the horror section of the bookstore. I’m not much of a horror movie person, but I am engrossed in how horror comes across on the page. The themes have to hit hard in a book to scare the reader, and the “monster” has to show what is monstrous about the world. “Bad Cree” does this excellently with its Wheetigo that feeds off the generational trauma and grief of a family. Grief isolates people, and isolated people are perfect victims for monsters.
The plot follows Mackenzie, who has guilt and shame revolving around the death of her sister, Sabrina. These complex feelings around death and family are intensified by the previous death of her grandmother to the point where Mackenzie has moved away from home to escape her emotions. Emotions don’t work like that, and the horror calls her home. I read this novel quickly as its tension gripped me, but what stuck out the most was the family dynamic. Cousins and aunts give Mackenzie strength to confront her own emotions and the Wheetigo itself.
The ice-hearted spirit goes by different names in different indigenous cultures, such as Wendigo, Windigo, and Wheetigo. It is by far my favorite monster across horror media because it is a profound cautionary tale. “Bad Cree” warns against self-isolation and guilt, and it promotes vulnerability and communication to fight family trauma.
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
When it comes to dark books, this one also has its witty moments. In general, I enjoyed it much more than No Longer Human by Dazai, another semi-autobiographical novel that deals with themes of suicide that I read this year. This is primarily because Esther, the narrator, is more sympathetic of a character and the American setting and culture is more familiar to me than Japan. Esther is also an English major, which made her somewhat relatable.
This novel made me glad that psychology, therapy, and the world have changed for the better when it comes to their approaches to mental illness and depression. Being depressed is still stigmatized to a degree, but I think the world is moving in the right direction. The scenes of self harm in the book are quite hard to read, but a lot of Esther’s depression and suicide ideation are understandable to anyone who has experienced those feelings before: “I could see day after day glaring ahead of me like a white, broad, infinitely desolate avenue.” (pg. 128)
The ambiguity of the ending is highly intriguing. Though Esther lives and there is the implication that she will leave the mental hospital, she recognizes the underlying fear and anxiety that the metaphorical “bell jar” can come back and dominate her life at any point in the future. Depression and suicide ideation aren’t just solved once. They are continuous obstacles.
Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
I should’ve read this one sooner considering how much I love dystopian speculative fiction. George Orwell’s “Nineteen-Eighty-Four” has had a grip on me ever since I first read it, and I’ve taught it in my AP Literature course for two consecutive years at this point. I enjoyed “Brave New World” not because it is similar, but because it is different.
This book firmly felt like a mirror to own our world. Some critics may say it was “prophetic” for Huxley to write in the 1930s. I could be inclined to agree, though, I also wonder if human nature was as base then as it is now. It doesn’t seem possible because their technology was different, but the human heart may lend itself toward this state.
Describing this ‘utopian’/’dystopian’ world, The Controller says, “Seven and a half hours of mild, unexhausting labour, and then the soma ration and games and unrestricted copulation and the feelies. What more can they ask for?” (Pg. 224) With soma being a drug that makes citizens sleep and emotionlessly high, feelies taking the place of TikTok and games, and unrestricted copulation being equivalent to dating apps, our world is strikingly similar. This utopia has perfected happiness, but to an outsider, a man they call the “Savage,” happiness is horrible and depraved. He asserts, “I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” (Pg. 240)
This book comes off as a social critique more than a political one like 1984, and it motivated me to quit watching YouTube because algorithms and procured “happiness” are designed to keep us emotionless and inhuman.
Songs
Black Ribbon by The Ophelias
The song is languid; it feels like a reverie or a dream, but one where things are fuzzy, obscured, and nothing is clear. The instrumentation, particularly in the second half, is incredibly unique, feeling sleepy but also intense and having a distorted sound to it.
I don’t have a clear analysis of the song despite having listened to it a lot as the year started. “You are a Springsteen song” is a great blend of metaphor, allusion, and alliteration. “Some kind of desire That I cannot categorize” is a confused lyric that adds to the obscured sound. A lot of impact is placed on the lyrics “What do I do, now? In a body that’s not my own” as the music temporarily dies out on it for emphasis. It speaks to a loss of bodily connection or even bodily autonomy, and as I have a chronic illness in Ulcerative Colitis, those are themes I understand a lot.
Great Gatsby by Rod Wave
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s novel is one of the most influential pieces of art on my entire life. My connection to it is reflected on in this old essay at the conclusion of my teaching master’s program. Now that I am a teacher, Gatsby’s legacy is even more important to me than it was when I was a student. My students absolutely loved reading the book and discussing Tom, Gatsby, and Daisy’s dynamics. The universe blessed me, because Rod Wave created this fantastic song, which I played and we analyzed to connect the novel to music. Rod Wave’s lyrics are powerful and full of elements perfect for an English classroom. The paradox: “My closest friend, my worst enemy.” The metaphor: “I swear to God your love is war.” The repetition of “without you.” I believe the song is aptly titled because of the chorus: “It was all for you.”
Stone in Love by Journey
While working on a novel this year, I decided that the narrator would be a fan of Journey as a detail of their personality. “Separate Ways” has always been a great song in my opinion, but I never placed Journey among my favorite bands, so this detail was not supposed to be based on my life but be one I could realistically connect with.
I listened to most of Journey’s music when determining what the character would like and “Stone in Love” hit me across the head. The song’s mention of summer, golden girls, and falling in love perfectly encapsulates the vibes of the story I aim to tell. I make playlists for my major writing projects, and when I think of this project, I think of “Stone in Love.”
25 by Rod Wave
After “Great Gatsby,” I’ve become a huge Rod Wave fan. On Spotify wrapped, he’s got my #2 spot for 2024 through songs like “Call Your Friends” and “Boyz Don’t Cry.” His new album has been great, but “25” takes the cake for my favorite song. It hits the hardest because this year I am twenty-five and relate to the confusion and dissatisfaction that the lyrics express.
“Wanna travel, see the world, gettin’ drunk on an island” is meaningful as I’ve traveled a lot in 2024. I’ve gone to L.A., Chicago, and to D.C. twice. My world is getting bigger, and I’d like to see more. A lot of songs out there are positive, but I enjoy Rod’s melancholic and realistic depictions of life with lyrics like “A world full of weirdos, fools, and scrubs” and “You know it’s true that the datin’ pool is fucked.”
I’m not in a life crisis, but the twenties have been a period of intense changes. The lyrics go through ages 21-25 and lament that “Certain shit don’t excite me no more.” This is a period of reinvention.
Francesca by Hozier
I am one of the biggest Dante’s Inferno fans you’ll ever meet. It is something I’ve used to teach poetry mechanics and classical allusions in AP Literature for the last two years. Last year, “Francesca” crossed my radar upon release, but in 2024 it has had me in more of a chokehold.
In Inferno’s Canto V, Dante observes the carnal sinners of lust who are racked by a war of winds. This “storm and counterstorm” have greatly influenced my perception of lust and its consequences. In this storm are many notable classical figures such as Cleopatra, but Francesca is the character who gets the most emphasis. Upon hearing her tale Dante says, “The other spirit who stood by her, wept so piteously, I felt my senses reel and faint away with anguish.” (Pg. 40) This is an interesting moment for Dante’s character and good discussion point.
Hozier’s song is built upon Inferno in a way that I appreciate. “My life was a storm since I was born, How could I fear any hurricane?” are lyrics that directly connect. If you look critically at popular music, hurricanes and storms are associated with love and sex more frequently than you’d imagine, demonstrating the enduring legacy of Circle Two of Hell.
The Next Best American Record by Lana Del Rey
It is no surprise that I love Lana’s music. It is poetic, enchanting, and often seductive. Those descriptions are best applied to this song above others. I’ve come to the consensus that NFR may be her best album; songs like “Cinnamon Girl” and “Happiness is a Butterfly” come close to being on top, but this one is alluring in a way beyond description.
The intentional use of blank space in “You made me feel like…” and enjambment in “There’s somethin’ that I never knew- I wanted” create a deep sense of yearning.
Around 4:47 into the song it sounds like a chandelier is dropped and shattered. This sound reminiscent of glass breaking is a great artistic choice as the song reaches climax and reasserts “Whatever’s on tonight I just wanna party with you.” These lyrics aren’t entirely love, but it comes across as one of the deepest expressions of love out there.
Red Lights by Brian Fallon
I primarily listen to Brian Fallon through The Gaslight Anthem, whose “Blue Dahlia” has been a top song of mine for three consecutive years. I love colors as titles and symbols. I almost think of this song as a contrast to “Blue Dahlia” because red is the opposite of blue.
“Standard white apartment walls” is a relatable and amusing line, as through most of my bachelor lifestyle women have told me that I need posters or artwork hung up. I frankly never saw the point (Though I have some posters now.) The bulk of the song relates to what I view as medication, “So yes, I will take those, whatever else they give me.” With Ulcerative Colitis, I’ve been overmedicated since 2017. I hate medicine and have stopped taking medicine at times to spite the process, which ultimately meant I would have to take more, so yes, I’ll take what they give me.
The title relates to red stoplights, which I love as red stoplights are imagery that I focus on heavily. In my illness writing, the blood of UC is often indicative of the “STOP” of a red light. This song says, “So I only stop to tell her that I love her at the red lights.” I view it as we really only have time to express love when we are slowing down. You can’t express love when going a hundred miles per hour. With my unique perspective, I also view it in a way where you may only express love when someone is hurt or in the “red light” of illness.