After a couple weeks of dipping deeply into the nostalgia pool for BBCDW I figured it’d be a good idea to bring it back to now-times. But not too now-times.
David Carr’s mem-wuah The Night of the Gun chronicles the depths of his many, many years of substance abuse. Sounded like a pretty good book when it came out in hardcover about a year ago. But I didn’t buy it back then cause of a personal rule of mine that might get me into trouble with most book aficionados: I can’t stand hard cover books. They’re cumbersome, you can’t fold them back and hold them with one hand, they’re unecessarily heavy, and if you get upset or dissapointed with the contents therin and decide to whip the thing across the room in a little baby tantrum you’re more likely to break something valuable. Plus this one’s hardcover design left a lot to be desired. It kind of smacked of a little too much effort, “It looks like a gun but it also represents drugs. Get it? Get it?!” Yeah, yeah, we get it, we get it. You enjoying your first year at art school?
Something about contrast of the photos on the cover of paperback just struck me as a little more genuine and haunting. They kept the same hand-scrawled chalk font which was working well for them the first time around. And they even managed to tastefully work in a cover blurb by a insanely popular author, which, in my eyes, is often a no-no. Well done, nameless Simon & Schuster paperback designer.
