Two mangy dogs down by the Claverack Creek
Insist that, on early spring mornings,
County Road 25 belongs to canines,
Not cars, silence or jogging poets,
So each morning they come at me
In all their dirty, furry little anger,
Balancing their pace with their courage,
Until I turn and jump toward them, arms out,
The sudden star of an Off-Broadway musical,
A move any crackpot poet knew was coming.
I’m no man of headaches and this one took three days
To take off, lifting like a flock of geese,
Clucks and double clucks,
A retired steam locomotive on the Fourth of July,
The coughing and whispering of pressurized air.
My furry henchmen, having exchanged glances,
Steal away, bewildered, as many an audience.
Then, conquering the moment, I stand by the river
Where the other morning I stepped in
And swam against the current, moving and not moving.
Writing is what happens while you’re sleeping
And at daybreak, it all comes floating by —
Familiar voices, a missing paragraph, this poem.
All the poet has to do is the living, the loving,
The exhilarating loneliness of typing.
Min nye roman VEJEN TIL ALBERTA udkom 21. februar 2018 på Lindhardt og Ringhof.
Romanen fik 5 stjerner i Ekstra-Bladet (25/2): “En herlig udansk fortælling skrevet med store litterære armbevægelser, et lunt glimt i øjet og masser af fortælleglæde (…) svært ikke at forelske sig i SAMTLIGE af bogens kvinder (…) Damn good!”
Femina gav 5 hjerter (28/2): “En stor roman. På alle måder (…) skrevet så præcist og fokuseret, at hvert eneste ord når langt ind.”
Dagbladenes Bureau gav 5 stjerner (23/2): ”En rigtigt underholdende roman (…) Brian Dan Christensen skriver med en fin, lavmælt humor.”
Børsen (16/2) kvitterede med 4 stjerner og kaldte romanen “original og vellykket (…) en god roman om livets store temaer.”
Kristeligt Dagblad (3/3) gav 4 stjerner: “Stærkt underholdende (…) Amerikansk ‘noir’ på danske læber (…) dybde og ramasjang i en bog, der skal nydes i sofaen med en god whisky.”
Weekendavisen (23/2) skrev: “Vejen til Alberta har stærke karakterer, fed stemning og en slutning, der lyder som en popsang.”
Litteratursiden.dk kaldte bogen for “En velkomponeret roman, der emmer af uforløste drømme, knust kærlighed og menneskeskæbner (…) Brian Dan Christensen fører os hjemmevant rundt i New York City, og jeg er lige så tryg, som når Ellroy giver en guidet tur i L.A. eller Elmore viser Detroit frem.”
“Mesterligt fortalt” skrev litteraturbloggen Livet i Dukkehuset. De kvitterede med 5 stjerner og anbefaler bogen “til alle jer, som kan lide anderledes og velskrevet litteratur.” (20/3)
Berlingske (24/2) gav 3 stjerner og sagde bl.a. “Der er nogle fine beskrivelser af New Yorks klaustrofobiske storhed, der gør, at man næsten kan lugte dampene fra subwayen og mærke udstødningen på sin hud.”
Læs interview (16/2) med Kristeligt Dagblad.
Læs interview (18/2) med Århus Stiftstidende.
Her kan man læse om tilblivelsen af romanen, læse de første to kapitler, samt bestille bogen:
Kristian F. Møller, Store Torv, Aarhus
Lørdag d. 24. februar kl. 15.30
A not-so young comedian of New York
On a cruise of not-so Norwegian ports
Made half the guests smile
The rest he bribed
To laugh and pee in their shorts.
Monday, May 22, 8 p.m.:
I will be returning to the L.I.C. Bar in Long Island City, Queens, to play a set of mainly original songs. I might throw in some Johnny Cash or Greg Brown, or even a Scandinavian folk tune.
Sunday, February 5:
I will be playing a set of original songs at the L.I.C. Bar in Long Island City, Queens.
The show starts at 5 pm with Pete Lanctot & Ginger Dolden.
I will be on at 6 pm, followed by Maya Sharpe at 7 pm.
Come and be warm by the fire and hear some tunes
Dave: No politics over dinner, okay?
John: What do you mean, no politics?
Dave: I mean, don’t mention the election…
John: Well, you just did…
Dave: Let’s have a nice time together, okay?
John: A nice time? With that moron you voted for?
Dave: You don’t know who I voted for?
John: I do too.
Dave: Let’s just have some turkey…
John: And talk about the weather?
Dave: Yes, let’s talk about the weather.
John: And global temperatures and rising sea levels?
Dave: Like I said, no politics?
John: So now we can’t talk about the weather?
Dave: We can, but not like that.
John: You decide how we talk about the weather?
Dave: I really wish I could explain this to you…
John: Why can’t you?
Dave: You wouldn’t get it.
John: Why not?
Dave: People like you never do.
John: What do you mean people like me?
Dave: Let’s just have some turkey…
John: You mean Republicans?
Dave: Ha, so now you’re a Republican?
John: Oh, I thought you said, no politics?
Dave: I can’t believe you voted Republican.
John: Look, it’s snowing. So much for global warming…
Dave: I really thought you were smarter than that, John.
John: Who says I voted Republican?
Dave: You did.
John: Maybe I changed my mind.
Dave: You can’t change your mind after the election.
John: The president-elect can…
Dave: Let’s just forget about it.
John: Say, was that a Hillary sign on your lawn?
Dave: You know that was a joke.
John: You can say that again…
Dave: My neighbors are all pro-Trump.
John: So you put out a Hillary sign but didn’t vote for her?
Dave: I’m not going to talk politics…
John: You’re such a bad loser.
Dave: How is that?
John: People like you always are.
Dave: What do you mean people like me?
John: Let’s just have some turkey.
Dave: Oh, now you want turkey?
John: Sure, I’ll even carve. Where’s the knife?
Dave: Just forget about it…
John: No, I’ll carve.
Dave: Better let me do it.
John: Wait a second, Dave…
John: Did you hide the knife?
Dave: It’s just a precaution.
John: Wow, this is not the America I grew up in.
Dave: Yes, it is, because you must have been born yesterday.
John: That’s rude.
Dave: So is ruining America.
John: Well, let’s be Independent then and eat with our hands…
Dave: It was just to be on the safe side, John.
John: Give me that darn knife.
Dave: You can’t be trusted with a knife.
John: Why not?
Dave: For one, you can’t tick the right box with a pen.
John: I’ll carve the damn turkey with my pocketknife…
Dave: You brought a knife to my house?
John: Second Amendment, Dave.
Dave: You can’t even spell amendment…
John: Forget about it, I’m not having any turkey.
Dave: Why not?
John: Just not having any…
Dave: Why not?
John: Well, it’s cold by now.
Dave: The thermometer says 165F…
John: You can’t trust that.
Dave: Guess you really are a Republican…
John: You know very well that I trust science, Dave.
Dave: Well, have a bite then…
John: But the thermometer, it’s made in China, you can’t trust it.
Dave: So is your iPad.
John: No, it’s not…
Dave: Where then? The coalmines of Appalachia.
John: Just not made in China. Period.
Dave: Come on, let’s have some turkey…
John: Just look at this meat…
Dave: What‘s wrong with it?
John: You had one chance to get it right…
Dave: Better get used to that.
John: Used to what?
Dave: Let’s just say it’s a Trump turkey.
John: What is that supposed to mean?
Dave: You’re stuck with it and you won’t like the taste.
John: I thought you said, no politics.
Dave: I changed my mind.
Honorable Nobel Committee
When you award me for being witty
Don’t share the prize
With three other guys
Or my mother will say, What a pity!