I've got a review and profile by Kerbing Lee at www.Trevvy.com. It's not a fantastic review, but at least that means I know it's fair. It dwells a lot on how difficult the poetry can be sometimes, and it goes further -
"Sometimes, the work speaks more about the writer than the writer would care to admit about himself. Ng spoke about a sense of playfulness and affirmation in his poetry. What one finds in the work is instead a profound sense of unspeakable loneliness and isolation. Last Boy seems to exist in its own universe – in a galaxy far away. The language is fluid and spectacular, but its centre of gravity exists in an alternate dimension. There is a mature mind that seems to indulge behind a façade of unfounded youthfulness."
Am slightly depressed now. Will post some photos of the launch to cheer myself up.







There's more pics of me and Brian's video work at my personal blog. Hope people come to the next reading!

2 comments:
I looks so happy. And fat.
What in the world does 'facade of unfounded youthfulness' mean? Is he saying the 'boy' persona is posturing?
Oo-er, you're right, it's not a good shot of you at all.
And as for Kerbing's article, well, he is 21 and I'm 25. I guess he thinks I'm being unduly celebratory of boyhood. Which is true - even though it runs through my veins terribly, I feel very strange reciting these poems I wrote when I was much younger.
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