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Geoff Dyer,the whimsical writer,on his next book and how is still searching for an adjective to describe his experience at the Chennai music festival
Geoff Dyer cocks his head up and listens intently to a snatch of a song that soars over the Amber Fort in Jaipur. After a few seconds,Dyer looks at me and says,Ustad Sultan Khan. Hes right,it is a voice he knows well,given his passion for Hindustani and Carnatic music. The 52-year-old English writers fascination shouldnt come as a surprise. His interests,like his books,twist,bend and jump over genres. A Dyer book is never this or that,it is just a beautiful,bewildering piece of writing. His 1991 book But Beautiful was a winding,idiosyncratic portrait of jazz,while his latest novel Jeff in Venice,Death in Varanasi stood out with its whimsy,an impetuousness that subverts Thomas Manns Death in Venice and the structure of two stories,set in Venice and Varanasi,that mirror and distort each other.
He first talks music and I listen. When I was working on But Beautiful,I found out about the similarities between jazz and Indian classical music. I first listened to Carnatic violin pieces,then switched to Hindustani and fell in love with the sarangi, says Dyer. In December 2006,he flew down for the Chennai music festival where he listened to Bombay Jaishree and he still cant come up with an appropriate word to describe the experience. I had only heard Indian classical singers who recorded in the UK or the US. But here were artists who I had never heard and I was curious to know about their music, says Dyer.
Curiosity becomes him,it is the foundation on which his books are built. Dyer says his account of Varanasi could be called touristy and,hence,cliched. I am guilty as charged,but I like to think that I go to a slightly less superficial level. I was drawn to the metaphysics of the place irrespective of the mythological realm of Hinduism. Varanasi is a generator of all sorts of energies and I wanted to explore that, says Dyer,who first discovered the magic of Varanasi,thanks to the photographs of Raghubir Singh and William Gedney,an American who came to India in 1969 and documented the life of the sacred city over 14 months.
Dyers prose is much like him,you are let in on a joke,but you get it only much later. I try to find the balance between being entirely serious and entirely comic and the transition is not easy to make. But I come from England and there,you understand a joke is a joke only at the last moment. I hope to successfully do the same in my books, says Dyer.
Hes now working on a book that he claims has little commercial appeal and very boring. It is a shot-by-shot summary of Andrei Tarkovskys 1979 sci-fi film Stalker. The film means a great deal to me,it addresses certain metaphysical questions. By summarising the film as a book,I am allowed to address the same questions,in my own way, says Dyer. And if it doesnt sell,he doesnt care. Im doing something with my time. Not having anything to do worries me more than commercial success. Theres little chance of either happening.
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