The Literary Conference by César Aira
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
The one thing Cesar Aira does better than any other writer, as far as I can tell, is give the impression that he is in perfect control; that he does exactly what he wants in his book and nobody can tell him what to do. In music, this is what Charles Mingus does. Or Captain Beefheart. It’s a great asset. He may lean on it a bit much in this one; it starts to take away from the absorption. But he’s clearly hiding deep secrets that we’ll never uncover, and the sense of fascination never goes away.
“If you’re listening to this song / You may think the chords are going wrong / But they’re not / We just wrote them like that”
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