I watched R. Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" for the first time on Saturday night at BB and AW's house and now a strange thing is happening: when I sit down to read, and last night it was Kathy Acker's Great Expectations, the usual reading voice that resounds in my head and makes me a slow reader has been replaced by R. Kelly singing the text to the tune of "Trapped in the Closet". Imagine:
This: "I knew there could be no way I would live with a man because, while I desperately needed total affection, I wasn't willing to give up my desires which is what men want and I couldn't trust. The men who were part of my life weren't really part of my life: Clifford who I hated and the delivery boys who were weaklings..."
or even better: "Author: Huh? What rare discourse are you fall'n upon, ha? Ha' you found any friend here, that you are so free? Away rogue, it's come to a fine degree in these spectacles when such a youth as you pretend to a judgement."
Unlikely pairing or genius mash-up? You decide.