{"id":375,"date":"2010-07-10T10:34:18","date_gmt":"2010-07-10T10:34:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/?p=375"},"modified":"2010-07-13T09:54:45","modified_gmt":"2010-07-13T09:54:45","slug":"lean-on-pete-willy-vlautin-and-the-war-horse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/2010\/07\/lean-on-pete-willy-vlautin-and-the-war-horse\/","title":{"rendered":"Willy Vlautin and The War Horse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/willy-vlautin-LST069084.jpg\"><br \/>\n<\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/450book02.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-378\" title=\"450book02\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/450book02-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/450book02-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/450book02.jpg 450w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/willy-vlautin-LST069084.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-377\" title=\"willy-vlautin-LST069084\" src=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/willy-vlautin-LST069084-189x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"189\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/willy-vlautin-LST069084-189x300.jpg 189w, https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/willy-vlautin-LST069084.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 189px) 100vw, 189px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t go for stories about animals. You&#8217;ll hunt in vain for animals in my novels, or even pets. As for stories narrated by animals, put it this way. Paul Auster&#8217;s\u00a0 novels since <em>Moon Palace<\/em> have been variable but the only one i don&#8217;t like is <em>Timbuktoo<\/em>, which is told by a dog. It&#8217;s far too cutesy. So I&#8217;ve not read Michael Morpurgo&#8217;s <em>The War Horse<\/em>, which is narrated by a horse. And I had no interest in seeing the play based on it, though I&#8217;d heard good things about the songs in the production, by John Tams.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/willy-vlautin-LST069084.jpg\"><br \/>\n<\/a>However, my partner and I had a London day out planned, primarily to see the Henry Moore exhibition at Tate Britain (it&#8217;s wonderful and we went round it twice &#8211; only left us time for 40 minutes in <em>Rude Britannia<\/em>, which has loads of good stuff but is a bit of a mess). I got first choice of theatre matinee, but the Simon Grey play was sold out. So was her choice, <em>The War Horse<\/em>, but then two circle seats showed up, and I booked them. Turned out we had excellent seats for a show best seen from above.\u00a0 I resisted at first. Too simple. Rather sentimental. Dozed off a bit, as I normally do in the theatre (but rarely movies, I think it&#8217;s something to do with the dark). Then I got sucked in.<\/p>\n<p>The staging was fantastic, the songs powerful and beautiful. This was an absorbing, completely theatrical, very moving show. I could go on about it, but it&#8217;s been written about extensively everywhere so I will just point out one thing. The adaptation got rid of the idea of the story being narrated by the\u00a0 horse. Nuff said.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m a big fan of the US singer\/songwriter Willy Vlautin. I&#8217;ve seen his band Richmond Fontaine many times and often chatted with Willy, who is a modest, very approachable guy. One time I said I&#8217;d heard he had a book of short stories coming out. &#8216;No, it&#8217;s a novel,&#8217; he told me. &#8216;Who&#8217;s publishing it?&#8217; &#8216;A company called Faber and Faber. Are they any good?&#8217; That first book <em>The Motel Life<\/em> was an impressive debut told in Carveresque vignettes. He developed this style into his second <em>Northline <\/em>which felt more like a novel, or, perhaps, a novelisation of a Richmond Fontaine song\u00a0 (good interview about that <a href=\"http:\/\/images.google.co.uk\/imgres?imgurl=http:\/\/www.seattlepi.com\/dayart\/20080505\/450book02.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http:\/\/www.seattlepi.com\/books\/361723_vlautin05.html&amp;usg=__LI3E4cbP6phaHdgJXG511AmMUw0=&amp;h=338&amp;w=450&amp;sz=36&amp;hl=en&amp;start=6&amp;sig2=EZ33j5q7VFNsmDdpz13Vzw&amp;itbs=1&amp;tbnid=ShuoZgE3bk6MBM:&amp;tbnh=95&amp;tbnw=127&amp;prev=\/images%3Fq%3Dwilly%2Bvlautin%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG%26gbv%3D2%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;ei=fEs4TJ_6AcyTjAeD7ujxAw\">here<\/a>). It came with its own soundtrack cd. Now, with his third <em>Lean On Pete<\/em>, he&#8217;s really hit his stride.<\/p>\n<p>When I asked him what it was about a few weeks before it came out, Willy said &#8216;a boy and a racehorse&#8217;, but I&#8217;d forgotten that when I took it on the train to London, so this turned into a themed day out, with two stories about fifteen year old boys whose strongest relationship is with a horse. Wouldn&#8217;t have been my informed choice but it worked out well. Willy&#8217;s tale has a conscious debt to Steinbeck and is none the worse for it. While the usual bleak, drug addled, desperate characters are at the edges of the story, the narrator isn&#8217;t\u00a0 as pessimistic as some of his earlier characters, so you don&#8217;t progress in the near certainty that the ending will be bleak. Were it not for a couple of x rated incidents, I could see this being used in schools. Touching, absorbing, meticulously realised, <em>Lean On Pete <\/em>is a page turner which marks Willy Vlautin&#8217;s coming of age as a novelist.<\/p>\n<p>Here&#8217;s one of my favourite Richmond Fontaine songs, followed by a live number from the late, great John Stewart, a criminally underrated talent of a previous generation.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/09-The-Janitor.mp3\">Richmond Fontaine &#8211;  The Janitor<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/07\/18-Let-The-Big-Horse-Run.mp3\">John Stewart &#8211; Let The Big Horse Run<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t go for stories about animals. You&#8217;ll hunt in vain for animals in my novels, or even pets. As for stories narrated by animals, put it this way. Paul Auster&#8217;s\u00a0 novels since Moon Palace have been variable but the only one i don&#8217;t like is Timbuktoo, which is told by a dog. It&#8217;s far too cutesy. So I&#8217;ve not read Michael Morpurgo&#8217;s The War Horse, which is narrated by a horse. And I had no interest in seeing the play based on it, though I&#8217;d heard good things about the songs in the production, by John Tams. However, my partner and I had a London day out planned, primarily to see the Henry Moore exhibition at Tate Britain (it&#8217;s wonderful and we went round&hellip;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-375","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-general","category-songs"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/375","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=375"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/375\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":384,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/375\/revisions\/384"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=375"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=375"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.davidbelbin.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=375"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}