Dave Hickey's essay collection Air Guitar arrived in the mail yesterday and I read the first few pages today, at just the right time.
What is hidden elsewhere exists here in quotidian visibility. So when you fly out of Las Vegas to, say, Milwaukee, the absences imposed by repression are like holes in your vision. They become breathtakingly perceptible, and, as a consequence, there is no better place that Las Vegas for a traveler to feel at home.
The town has a quick, feral glamour that is hard to localize--and it arises, I think, out of the suppression of social difference rather than their exacerbation. The whole city floats on a sleek frisson of anxiety and promise that those of us addicted to such distraction must otherwise induce by motion or medication."
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