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With his characteristic raw and minimalist style, Charles Bukowski takes us on a walk through his side of town in Hot Water Music.  He gives us little vignettes of depravity and lasciviousness, bite sized pieces of what is both beautiful and grotesque. The stories in Hot Water Music dash around the worst parts of town – a motel room stinking of sick, a decrepit apartment ho With his characteristic raw and minimalist style, Charles Bukowski takes us on a walk through his side of town in Hot Water Music.  He gives us little vignettes of depravity and lasciviousness, bite sized pieces of what is both beautiful and grotesque. The stories in Hot Water Music dash around the worst parts of town – a motel room stinking of sick, a decrepit apartment housing a perpetually arguing couple, a bar tended by a skeleton – and depict the darkest parts of human existence.  Bukowski talks simply and profoundly about the underbelly of the working class without raising judgement.  In the way he writes about sex, relationships, writing, and inebriation, Bukowski sets the bar for irreverent art – his work inhabits the basest part of the mind and the most extreme absurdity of the everyday.


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With his characteristic raw and minimalist style, Charles Bukowski takes us on a walk through his side of town in Hot Water Music.  He gives us little vignettes of depravity and lasciviousness, bite sized pieces of what is both beautiful and grotesque. The stories in Hot Water Music dash around the worst parts of town – a motel room stinking of sick, a decrepit apartment ho With his characteristic raw and minimalist style, Charles Bukowski takes us on a walk through his side of town in Hot Water Music.  He gives us little vignettes of depravity and lasciviousness, bite sized pieces of what is both beautiful and grotesque. The stories in Hot Water Music dash around the worst parts of town – a motel room stinking of sick, a decrepit apartment housing a perpetually arguing couple, a bar tended by a skeleton – and depict the darkest parts of human existence.  Bukowski talks simply and profoundly about the underbelly of the working class without raising judgement.  In the way he writes about sex, relationships, writing, and inebriation, Bukowski sets the bar for irreverent art – his work inhabits the basest part of the mind and the most extreme absurdity of the everyday.

30 review for Hot Water Music

  1. 4 out of 5

    Eliasdgian

    Ο πατέρας του Βρόμικου Ρεαλισμού (Dark Realism) επινοεί και καταγράφει (εξαρτάται, πάντοτε, από το σε ποιο βαθμό το σύνολο του έργου του θεωρείται αυτοβιογραφικό ή όχι) ολιγοσέλιδα ανοσιουργήματα: βρόμικες ιστορίες που εκτυλίσσονται στις εξίσου βρόμικες γειτονιές της Πόλης των (Εκπεσόντων) Αγγέλων, που αφορούν αυτούς ακριβώς, τους εξωθημένους στο περιθώριο της αστικής κοινωνίας, τους μπεκρήδες, τις πόρνες και τους ζιγκολό, τα χαμίνια και τα πρεζάκια, τους πορτοφολάδες και τους λαντζέρηδες, τους Ο πατέρας του Βρόμικου Ρεαλισμού (Dark Realism) επινοεί και καταγράφει (εξαρτάται, πάντοτε, από το σε ποιο βαθμό το σύνολο του έργου του θεωρείται αυτοβιογραφικό ή όχι) ολιγοσέλιδα ανοσιουργήματα: βρόμικες ιστορίες που εκτυλίσσονται στις εξίσου βρόμικες γειτονιές της Πόλης των (Εκπεσόντων) Αγγέλων, που αφορούν αυτούς ακριβώς, τους εξωθημένους στο περιθώριο της αστικής κοινωνίας, τους μπεκρήδες, τις πόρνες και τους ζιγκολό, τα χαμίνια και τα πρεζάκια, τους πορτοφολάδες και τους λαντζέρηδες, τους αυτοκαταστροφικούς ποιητές, όσους με λίγα λόγια δεν τα κατάφεραν να ανοίξουν τα φτερά τους να πετάξουν, είτε γιατί δεν τους έδωσαν ποτέ φτερά, είτε γιατί οι ίδιοι τα τσάκισαν κάπου στην πορεία. Βαθιές αλήθειες με απλά, αψιμυθίωτα λόγια: «Στον Μάλον άρεσε η ταπεινή ζωή και νομίζω πως του άρεσε και η φτώχεια. Από τα γράμματά του, σχημάτισα την εντύπωση ότι συνέδεε τη φτώχεια με την αγνότητα. Βέβαια, αυτό ήθελαν πάντα οι πλούσιοι από εμάς να πιστεύουμε, αλλά αυτό είναι μια άλλη ιστορία». Όταν κανείς αναφέρεται στον Bukowski, τον Βρόμικο Κόσμο του και την αφτιασίδωτη γραφή του, οτιδήποτε λιγότερο από τέσσερα αστεράκια συνιστά προδοσία [αξίωμα].

  2. 4 out of 5

    Jenny

    3,5* 10 ιστορίες,πολύ σύντομες.Πρώτη μου επαφή με τον συγγραφέα,με γοήτευσε,χωρίς όμως να με ενθουσιάσει!Σίγουρα θα τον ξαναπιάσω στα χέρια μου,με λιγότερες όμως απαιτήσεις αυτή τη φορά. Στα θετικά:Η γραφή του μου άρεσε πολύ!Κοφτή,ωμή,με αρκετές περιγραφές των προσώπων που συναντούσαμε στις ιστορίες,αλλά και του περιβάλλοντος.Κατάφερε να με βάλει στο κλίμα και κατά έναν περίεργο τρόπο παρουσίασε την παρακμή ιδιαίτερα γοητευτική! Στα αρνητικά:Οι ιστορίες,σαν ιστορίες,δεν με τρέλαναν.Πέρασαν και δεν 3,5* 10 ιστορίες,πολύ σύντομες.Πρώτη μου επαφή με τον συγγραφέα,με γοήτευσε,χωρίς όμως να με ενθουσιάσει!Σίγουρα θα τον ξαναπιάσω στα χέρια μου,με λιγότερες όμως απαιτήσεις αυτή τη φορά. Στα θετικά:Η γραφή του μου άρεσε πολύ!Κοφτή,ωμή,με αρκετές περιγραφές των προσώπων που συναντούσαμε στις ιστορίες,αλλά και του περιβάλλοντος.Κατάφερε να με βάλει στο κλίμα και κατά έναν περίεργο τρόπο παρουσίασε την παρακμή ιδιαίτερα γοητευτική! Στα αρνητικά:Οι ιστορίες,σαν ιστορίες,δεν με τρέλαναν.Πέρασαν και δεν ακούμπησαν-σε μια βδομάδα θα τις έχω ξεχάσει.Ίσως είχα πολύ υψηλές προσδοκίες..Κάτι μου λέει ότι τα ποιήματά του (ορισμένα από τα οποία έχω ακούσει μελοποιημένα) θα μου ταιριάξουν περισσότερο!

  3. 5 out of 5

    İbn Zerhani

    Hiç Bukowski okumamıştım ve neyle karşılaşacağımı tahmin etsem de önyargısız yaklaşmaya çalıştım. Aslında başarılı da oldum; önyargısız yaklaştım. Ama sonuç ortada. Şöyle söyleyeyim: Ben ne kadar uzay mekiğiysem, Bukowski'nin yaptığı da o kadar edebiyat. Bir kere bütün öyküler birbirine benziyor. Yani Bukowski, Bukowski öyküsü yazmaya çalışıyor. Öykülerin yarısı aslında ona ait değil, Bukowski hayranı biri tarafından yazılmış deseler inanırım. Üslup-tarz sahibi olmak sürekli aynı şeyi yazmak anl Hiç Bukowski okumamıştım ve neyle karşılaşacağımı tahmin etsem de önyargısız yaklaşmaya çalıştım. Aslında başarılı da oldum; önyargısız yaklaştım. Ama sonuç ortada. Şöyle söyleyeyim: Ben ne kadar uzay mekiğiysem, Bukowski'nin yaptığı da o kadar edebiyat. Bir kere bütün öyküler birbirine benziyor. Yani Bukowski, Bukowski öyküsü yazmaya çalışıyor. Öykülerin yarısı aslında ona ait değil, Bukowski hayranı biri tarafından yazılmış deseler inanırım. Üslup-tarz sahibi olmak sürekli aynı şeyi yazmak anlamına gelmiyor. Öyle olunca kendini taklit eden bir adama dönüşüyor Bukowski ve insanları sevmediğini, kimseyi umursamadığını söyleyen adamın, aslında kitleye istediğini verme kaygısı güttüğünü görüyoruz. Bu da Bukowski açısından trajikomik. Kendisini tanımaya yaklaşamayan edebiyatçı diye bir şey olamayacağından, Bukowski'nin edebiyatçı olmadığını rahatça söyleyebiliriz. Hayır, benim uzay mekiği olmamam ile alakası yok bu durumun. Osurmak, işemek, kusmak, sevişmek (ki kendisi sevişmek demiyor), anahtar kelimeleri öykülerin. Bu mu aykırılık yani? Bukowski edebiyat dünyasında anca vazo kıran çocuk kadar aykırıdır. Zeki olmak başlı başına aykırı bir durum. Bu yüzden zeki birinin bu tarz (osurmak, sıçmak vb.) anahtar kelimelere ihtiyacı yoktur. Bukowski'nin aykırılığı, yırtık kot giyen kişinin küçük kasabadaki aykırılığı kadardır. Yani Bukowski'nin aykırılığı sonuç değil, amaç. Zeki insanın aykırılığı amaç değil, sonuçtur. Kitap içerisinde zekâ kırıntısı taşıyan bir adet öykü var. Çocuklukta geçen. Onu da bozuk saatin doğruyu göstermesi olarak açıklayabiliriz sanırım. Yani önümüzdeki üç yüz yıl Bukowski okuyacağımı sanmıyorum. Beklediğimden de kötü çıktı diyebilirim. Bir anlamda bu da başarı. Ayrıca Avi Pardo ve Parantez Yayıncılık'a da laflar hazırladım. Elimdeki kitap dördüncü baskı; 2014 yılında basılmış. Bir zahmet bağlaçları bitişik yazmayın artık. Ben bile şurada imlâ hatası yaptığımı fark ettiğimde üzülüyorum. Kitap basıyorsanız bu hataları yapmaya hakkınız yok. Ve Avi Pardo; kendisinin Etgar Keret çevirilerini okudum. Benzer bir şekilde çevirmişti ama Etgar Keret'ten mi kaynaklanıyor bilemiyorum, daha iyi duruyordu. Kendisinin kelime tercihleri son derece itici. Türkçe dublaj tadında sürekli "düzüşmek" denmesi sinir bozuyor belli bir yerden sonra. Orijinalinde sansür var mı bilmem ama kelimeleri sansürlemek saçma geliyor bana. "Göt" yazında da "g.t" yazınca da aynı şeyi anlıyoruz. Ayıp buluyorsanız Bukowski çevirmeyin. Daha tuhafı bazı küfürler olduğu gibi aktarılırken, daha basit şeyler sansürlenmiş. Ayrıca küfür tercihleri de komik olacak derecede kötü. Tek tek örnek verip açıklamaya lüzum görmüyorum. Okuyanlar anlayacaktır; çok gerekliymiş gibi!

  4. 4 out of 5

    Daniel

    I am quite the fan of Bukowski. I enjoyed Factotum, Pulp, and Post Office in particular, and I think Ham On Rye is a work of art. Perhaps the only real catch to Bukowski's work is that he is something of a one trick pony. Don't get me wrong, though. It's still a good trick. Where Bukowski fails in his writing (when he fails at all) is when he allows his nihilism to devolve into creative redundancy. He doesn't have very many points to make, and sometimes he tends to make them in the same way. Stil I am quite the fan of Bukowski. I enjoyed Factotum, Pulp, and Post Office in particular, and I think Ham On Rye is a work of art. Perhaps the only real catch to Bukowski's work is that he is something of a one trick pony. Don't get me wrong, though. It's still a good trick. Where Bukowski fails in his writing (when he fails at all) is when he allows his nihilism to devolve into creative redundancy. He doesn't have very many points to make, and sometimes he tends to make them in the same way. Still, the man is a craftsman when it comes to the rough-hewn and the unflinching gaze of existentialism. This is why I was disappointed by Hot Water Music. Bukowski's themes (which are a lot deeper than just drunkeness, sex, ambivalence, and poverty, as some of the other reviews here seem to suggest) translate remarkably well when they are drawn out novelistically by his crisp, spare prose and his dry, gritty dialogue. In his books he takes his time teasing his message out of dark shadows and, when it is exposed to the light, he crushes its skull with a sledgehammer. Short stories, of course, don't give him as much leisure for dilly-dallying, and as a result his work here is blunter (inasumcuh as that's possible) and duller and far more repetitive. The majority of these stories are about, of course, ambiently depressed alcoholics who haven't the motivation or energy to do anything but keep digging their own grave. You read enough stories about soused women farting and horny men with hemorrhoids and your head starts to swim. Some people might argue that these stories are meant simply to be funny, and depending on your sense of humor, they are -- but no one likes to hear the same joke told ten, twelve, or twenty times in a row. Unless, of course, you really really like the joke. The more absurd pieces (You Kissed Lilly, Strokes to Nowhere, and I Love You, Albert) are fun enough, and although their playfulness tends to be vacuous, they are still chewy enough to be enjoyable. And there are really some remarkably subtle and clever stories here as well. Most notable among these are Cold Night, The Upward Bird, Beer at the Corner Bar, The Death of the Father II, In and Out and Over, and Head Job. In these Bukowski trades in his usual and obvious attempts at crassness and crudity for a more ghostly skill: the stories are delivered with his typical point-blank attitude, but their profundity is couched without bravado or brassiness. His short stories work best when they avoid the more blatant trademarks of his novels -- liquor-soaked abuse and disdain. Head Job, especially, is notable for being the first time that I have ever read Bukowski write something from a woman's point of view, and he does it admirably. This is a decent but repetitive collection of stories, with gems interspersed throughout, but the overall impression is mostly lukewarm, although hardcore fans will love it.

  5. 4 out of 5

    صان

    باید بگم که حرف نداشت.

  6. 4 out of 5

    Γιάννης

    Σε μια γιορτή φιλικού μου προσώπου το 2010 γνώρισα τον θείο του τον Σταμάτη. Ο Σταμάτης που είχε περάσει προ πολλού τα 70 ήταν έξω καρδιά τύπος. Κατέβαζε το πιοτό σαν λεμονάδα (ξεκίνησε χαλαρά με μπύρα πριν πάει στο κρασί για να καταλήξει σε ουίσκι, Τζόνι κατά προτίμηση), χόρευε ροκ-εν-ρολ (ανεξάρτητα από το τι μουσική έπαιζε) με τις μικρούλες (μικρούλες σε σχέση με αυτόν) και όταν δεν έπινε ή δεν χόρευε έλεγε αστείες ιστορίες με γλώσσα που δεν θα περίμενες για άτομο της ηλικίας του. Την επομένη Σε μια γιορτή φιλικού μου προσώπου το 2010 γνώρισα τον θείο του τον Σταμάτη. Ο Σταμάτης που είχε περάσει προ πολλού τα 70 ήταν έξω καρδιά τύπος. Κατέβαζε το πιοτό σαν λεμονάδα (ξεκίνησε χαλαρά με μπύρα πριν πάει στο κρασί για να καταλήξει σε ουίσκι, Τζόνι κατά προτίμηση), χόρευε ροκ-εν-ρολ (ανεξάρτητα από το τι μουσική έπαιζε) με τις μικρούλες (μικρούλες σε σχέση με αυτόν) και όταν δεν έπινε ή δεν χόρευε έλεγε αστείες ιστορίες με γλώσσα που δεν θα περίμενες για άτομο της ηλικίας του. Την επομένη οι περισσότεροι που δεν είχαμε ξαναδεί τον Σταμάτη συζητούσαμε για το πόσο γαμάτος ήταν. Μερικούς μήνες αργότερα ξανασυναντηθήκαμε σε κάποια άλλη κοινωνική εκδήλωση και πάλι έπινε και πάλι χόρευε και πάλι έλεγε ιστορίες για γκόμενες που ίσως ήταν οι ίδιες, ίσως όχι η κεντρική ιδέα ήταν η ίδια. Την τρίτη φορά είχε αρχίσει να γίνεται κουραστικός. Ο Σταμάτης ήταν πάντα ο ίδιος αλλά δεν σε εξέπληττε πια θα έρθει, θα πιει, θα χορέψει και θα αρχίσει το μπλαμπλά πάνω σε θέματα που έχουν πλάκα για λίγο, μόνο για λίγο όμως. Όλοι έχουμε έναν θείο Σταμάτη και ο Μπουκόφσκι νομίζω ότι είναι ο λογοτεχνικός μου θείος Σταμάτης. Τον γνώρισα γύρω στο 2011 με τις Ερωτικές ιστορίες καθημερινής τρέλας και μου έκανε εντύπωση η απλότητα και η αμεσότητα της γραφής του. Φυσικά μου έκανε θετική εντύπωση. Στη συνέχεια πριν από μερικούς μήνες διάβασα το Τοστ ζαμπόν που λόγω του ότι μιλάμε για μυθιστόρημα (μυθιστορηματική αυτοβιογραφία ας πούμε) άρα εδώ έχουμε μια ιστορία και όχι ένα στιγμιότυπο όπως στα διηγήματά του, πραγματικά με ενθουσίασε θα έλεγα. Αυτές τις μέρες συναντήθηκα μαζί του για τρίτη φορά. Φυσικά η γραφή του είναι πολύ καλή και δεν θα μπορούσα να του δώσω κάτω από τρία. Αλλά τα θέματά του, ΤΟ θέμα του ουσιαστικά (το τρίπτυχο συγγραφή-ποτά-γκόμενες) είναι παρόν σε κάθε, μα κάθε, μα κάθε ένα από τα 30 περίπου διηγήματα του τόμου σε μια σειρά επαναλήψεων του ίδιου μοτίβου που καταντά τουλάχιστον κουραστική. Έχουμε λοιπόν εδώ μια συλλογή από αδιάφορα αλλά καλογραμμένα διηγήματα. Πιθανότατα θα διαβάσω κι άλλα βιβλία του Μπουκόφσκι, όχι σύντομα όμως.

  7. 5 out of 5

    Erasmia Kritikou

    "Η μόνη φιλοδοξία μου είναι να μην είμαι απολύτως τίποτα. Μου φαίνεται απόλυτα λογικό" O γνωστός μηδενιστής Μπουκοφσκι, πεζός εδώ όσο ποτέ -ή και όπως πάντοτε- στην συλλογή διηγημάτων αυτή μιλάει για τα γνωστά, επαναλαμβανόμενα μοτίβα του κόσμου του: Η βρωμιά, η ευτέλεια, το σεξ -και σχεδόν καθόλου ο έρωτας, και ελάχιστα η αγάπη-, το ποτό (πάντα το ποτό) "-Γιατί πίνεις τόσο πολύ; -Δεν ξέρω, ίσως επειδή βαριέμαι" η απάθεια ως τρόπος ζωής, το ξεπούλημα, ο ιππόδρομος, το χαγκόβερ, η φθορά, η θνητότη "Η μόνη φιλοδοξία μου είναι να μην είμαι απολύτως τίποτα. Μου φαίνεται απόλυτα λογικό" O γνωστός μηδενιστής Μπουκοφσκι, πεζός εδώ όσο ποτέ -ή και όπως πάντοτε- στην συλλογή διηγημάτων αυτή μιλάει για τα γνωστά, επαναλαμβανόμενα μοτίβα του κόσμου του: Η βρωμιά, η ευτέλεια, το σεξ -και σχεδόν καθόλου ο έρωτας, και ελάχιστα η αγάπη-, το ποτό (πάντα το ποτό) "-Γιατί πίνεις τόσο πολύ; -Δεν ξέρω, ίσως επειδή βαριέμαι" η απάθεια ως τρόπος ζωής, το ξεπούλημα, ο ιππόδρομος, το χαγκόβερ, η φθορά, η θνητότητα, ο θάνατος "αυτό ήταν το χειρότερο πράγμα με τον θάνατο: ¨Ηταν ανιαρός. Στεκόταν εκεί μπροστά σου σαν σκασμένο λάστιχο". Σαρκαστικός κι επιτηδευμένα χυδαίος, σαν γριά πόρνη παραβαμμένη σε καπνισμένο μπαρ, ο Μπουκόφσκι μιλά κυρίως για τον εαυτό του μεσω του Χενρυ Τσινασκι, και περιπου αυτοβιογραφείται σε διάφορες παραλλαγές. Όλοι οι πρωταγωνιστές του είναι συγγραφείς και ποιητές. Όλοι του οι συγγραφείς και ποιητές είναι απαίσιοι άνθρωποι επειδή είναι υπέροχοι καλλιτέχνες. Παρασιτοζωούν, κοροιδεύουν τις γυναίκες, τις εκμεταλλεύονται για το σεξ και για μια στέγη πανω απ το κεφαλι τους, τους τρώνε τα λεφτά, ταίζοντάς τες ποίηση που τις συγκινεί και τις κρατα ερωτευμενες, μεχρι να τους πεταξουν εξω απο το σπιτι. Και τότε απαθείς, απλά καταφεύγουν στην επόμενη. "Οι συγγραφείς ειναι οι πόρνες του σύμπαντος" Μια ματιά στον υπόκοσμο της Αμερικής του Μεσοπολέμου, μια βουτιά στον υπόνομό της, μια σκληρή ειρωνική ματιά χωρίς αισθήματα -ούτε χαρά ούτε ενθουσιασμός ούτε θλίψη. Μόνο απαθής επιβιωση. -Ζωές ξεπουλημένες, εκπορνευμένες, άσκοπες που ξορκίζουν τα συναισθήματα ως αρρώστια- Μια σπουδή πάνω στην χυδαιότητα της ύπαρξης, την φθαρτότητα της σάρκας, την ειρωνεία ή την ματαιότητα της ζωής, την βεβαιότητα του θανάτου "Τσουγκρίσαμε τα ποτήρια μας και τ' αδειάσαμε καθώς το νοσοκομειακό έφευγε προς το Νότο με τη σειρήνα του να ουρλιάζει. Δεν ήταν ακόμα η σειρά μας" 3 αστερια για την ειλικρινή, νατουραλιστική, έξω-απ'-τα-δόντια και χωρίς καμμία ωραιοποιηση αφήγηση -σκόπιμη έλλειψη ακόμη και κοσμητικών επιθέτων. Δεν χωράνε στολίδια σ' έναν Βρωμικο Κόσμο- ενός τόσο ασχημου κόσμου αλήθεια, που, σχεδόν γοητευμένος, σχεδόν με δέος, αδυνατείς να τραβήξεις το βλέμμα σου από πάνω του. Κρυφοκοιτάς με αποστροφή αλλά ηδονικά από την κλειδαρότρυπα. 1 επιπλέον αστέρι για το πικρά αστείο και ανελέητα σαρκαστικό σχόλιο σε κάθε επίλογο διηγήματος που αποδομεί ο,τι μόλις διάβασες.

  8. 5 out of 5

    Mark LaMountain

    More stories, some of the Best Buk stories they is :) Hate everything? Think the world is some sick place where everything we value is falsely raised to be somehow important when it all actually means shit? This is the book for you. Bukowski got it, and he also managed to write some crazy shit about it and lucky for you it can be find just in these pages. Crack her open, and instead of being angry that he's such a douchebag, be furious that you're not.

  9. 4 out of 5

    Antonis

    Αποκρουστικά καλό.

  10. 5 out of 5

    Elipche

    Yeraltından seslenen Bukowski demişki; “Acı çekmek için ayyaş olmak, bir kadın tarafından sıfırlanmak gerekmiyordu. Bir süre , gençlikte özellikle, talihin senden yana olduğunu sanabilirdin, bazen senden yanadır da gerçekten. Ama senin farkında olmadığın ve senin aleyhine işleyen bir takım ortalama hesaplar ve kanunlar vardır, herşeyin yolunda gittiğini sandığın zamanlarda bile. Bir gece, sıcak bir Salı gecesi o ayyaş sen oluverirsin, sensin o ucuz pansiyon odasında olan, ve daha önce o odalarda Yeraltından seslenen Bukowski demişki; “Acı çekmek için ayyaş olmak, bir kadın tarafından sıfırlanmak gerekmiyordu. Bir süre , gençlikte özellikle, talihin senden yana olduğunu sanabilirdin, bazen senden yanadır da gerçekten. Ama senin farkında olmadığın ve senin aleyhine işleyen bir takım ortalama hesaplar ve kanunlar vardır, herşeyin yolunda gittiğini sandığın zamanlarda bile. Bir gece, sıcak bir Salı gecesi o ayyaş sen oluverirsin, sensin o ucuz pansiyon odasında olan, ve daha önce o odalarda olmuş olmanın da bir yararı olmaz, daha da kötüdür hatta, çünkü bir daha bu duruma düşmemeye karar vermişliğin vardır. Bir sigara daha yakmaktan, bir içki daha içmekten, o sıvası dökük duvarlarda bir çift göz, bir çift dudak aramaktan başka birşey de gelmez elden. Erkeklerle kadınların birbirlerine ettikleri insanın idrak gücünü aşıyordu.”

  11. 4 out of 5

    Patrick

    I grinned through the first few chapters, chuckled through the next few, then laughed my ass off for the remaining few. CB is a new revelation for me, I think I can understand his perpetual depravity. Maybe depravity is too strong a word. Let's go with misogynist, no, because he also loved thousands of women, for a night or two anyway. I'll have to think of the word, if there is one....@ 6am - Beer & Coffee @ 9am - More beer and a few shots of whiskey @ Noon - Even more beer, a few more shot I grinned through the first few chapters, chuckled through the next few, then laughed my ass off for the remaining few. CB is a new revelation for me, I think I can understand his perpetual depravity. Maybe depravity is too strong a word. Let's go with misogynist, no, because he also loved thousands of women, for a night or two anyway. I'll have to think of the word, if there is one....@ 6am - Beer & Coffee @ 9am - More beer and a few shots of whiskey @ Noon - Even more beer, a few more shots of whiskey and cheap wine.......Sleep......@ 9pm - Two six packs and vodka & whiskey & red wine until the wee hours of the morning.......next day......the same.

  12. 4 out of 5

    liz

    By far, my favorite work by Bukowski. This collection of short stories is both beautiful and grotesque. He is such an ass, and he talks about such base and vile acts... yet I love it! I could not put it down; I simply had to find out what fucked up thing was going to happen next. I think that the beauty of Bukowski is that he turns shit into flowers. An act that you would never consider to be pleasing is suddenly shown in a more light. Taking a shit. Killing your wife. These things are such soci By far, my favorite work by Bukowski. This collection of short stories is both beautiful and grotesque. He is such an ass, and he talks about such base and vile acts... yet I love it! I could not put it down; I simply had to find out what fucked up thing was going to happen next. I think that the beauty of Bukowski is that he turns shit into flowers. An act that you would never consider to be pleasing is suddenly shown in a more light. Taking a shit. Killing your wife. These things are such social faux-pas to discuss in literature, yet he does it in a captivating way.

  13. 4 out of 5

    yannis porfyropoulos

    πρώτη μου επαφή με τον μπουκόφσκι. έρωτας κεραυνοβόλος.

  14. 4 out of 5

    Jovi Ene

    Unii ar spune că Bukowski este obscen, indecent, violent. Alții că este afemeiat și bețiv. Eu spun că în tot ceea ce face Bukowski este genial. Cărțile sale de proză nu sunt complicate, au multe dialoguri, se citesc ușor (dacă se trece peste limbaj) și exprimă în cuvinte puține și penetrante viața cum este ea. Eroii din Muzică de belele sunt toți un fel de Henry Chinaski, niște scriitori care s-au adaptat cum nu se poate mai bine la viața periferiei americane, care cheltuiesc banii pe alcool, pa Unii ar spune că Bukowski este obscen, indecent, violent. Alții că este afemeiat și bețiv. Eu spun că în tot ceea ce face Bukowski este genial. Cărțile sale de proză nu sunt complicate, au multe dialoguri, se citesc ușor (dacă se trece peste limbaj) și exprimă în cuvinte puține și penetrante viața cum este ea. Eroii din Muzică de belele sunt toți un fel de Henry Chinaski, niște scriitori care s-au adaptat cum nu se poate mai bine la viața periferiei americane, care cheltuiesc banii pe alcool, pariuri și femei, zi după zi, fără pauze. Fiecare text ascunde însă în el alte și alte tare ale societății contemporane, dar rămâne ca fiecare cititor să le descopere în spatele baxurilor de bere desfăcute, partidelor de sex și scărpinatului în cur. Un geniu, cum spuneam.

  15. 4 out of 5

    Vishal

    The key to understanding what makes Bukowski (in my opinion at least) one of the greatest writers that ever lived lies in this very book, in an often-repeated quote which reads: 'Genius might be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way' The best art (again in my opinion at least) can evoke a certain time and a place so vividly that though you may not even have experienced it, you still live it, clearly visualise it, breathe it. For instance, there is a downtempo electronic music band ca The key to understanding what makes Bukowski (in my opinion at least) one of the greatest writers that ever lived lies in this very book, in an often-repeated quote which reads: 'Genius might be the ability to say a profound thing in a simple way' The best art (again in my opinion at least) can evoke a certain time and a place so vividly that though you may not even have experienced it, you still live it, clearly visualise it, breathe it. For instance, there is a downtempo electronic music band called Boards of Canada, that make music that reminds me of my childhood. This is despite the fact that I first listened to Boards of Canada when I was 29. Similarly, when I read about Bukowski's LA, I feel I've been to those very same shady bars, those dusty racetracks and lonely motel rooms. It's hard to pick a favourite from this collection. I could choose between You Kissed Lily, where a marital spat takes a number of extreme turns, In and Out and Over where Bukowski takes us through the highs and lows of the writer's day and makes you feel it is a privileged life after all, the road-rage revenge fantasy of Broken Merchandise, and many more. If I was pushed into a corner, I would choose Beer at the Corner Bar, a fine piece of work that embodies the deep loneliness of the misfit, rather like Camus' The Stranger. There is a very amusing quote about Camus in a different story here, to the effect that Camus spoke of misery as if he had just finished a steak dinner and a bottle of wine i.e. with a sort of detached elegance. There is no such compromise from him here. Or ever. Bukowski's prose as of itself isn't particularly explosive or beautiful in that flowery way. Like Dostoyevsky though, he has the ability to sum up the nature of existence in a way that shocks you with the beauty of its simplicity. He takes aim from his subconscious to yours with a deadly accuracy. He is also the voice of every societal outcast who still stands proud because his soul and his integrity is still intact. I've never really fit in with the masses, but when I read Bukowski I don't feel particularly bad that I don't. Hot Water Music is a terrific collection of stories that shock, amuse, and illuminate the way for a lonely soul to find his place in the world.

  16. 5 out of 5

    Karla Torres

    Lo que ocurre aquí, es que no puedo darle más estrellas, DETESTO las recopilaciones, no me gustan, preferiría leer un libro de cada historia (aunque en este caso, algunas historias sean de 4 páginas, no importa) prefiero leerlas por separado, ¿Por qué? Ok, me gusta Bukowski, me gusta su estilo, me gusta su crudeza, pero aún así, hay historias que no me gustaron, o por lo menos no tanto como otras, entonces cuando me toca leer 2 historias seguidas que no me gustan (o más), me da un poco de pereza Lo que ocurre aquí, es que no puedo darle más estrellas, DETESTO las recopilaciones, no me gustan, preferiría leer un libro de cada historia (aunque en este caso, algunas historias sean de 4 páginas, no importa) prefiero leerlas por separado, ¿Por qué? Ok, me gusta Bukowski, me gusta su estilo, me gusta su crudeza, pero aún así, hay historias que no me gustaron, o por lo menos no tanto como otras, entonces cuando me toca leer 2 historias seguidas que no me gustan (o más), me da un poco de pereza leer las demás, ¿si saben? Porque igual no tienen una continuación y son ajenas entre sí (la mayoría) y prefiero una sola historia por larga que sea, a 30 historias en un libro. La razón es que ¿Cuánto puedes conocer a un personaje en tan pocas páginas? Ni siquiera llegas a decidir si te gusta o no cuando ya terminó la historia. Por ese lado, Bukowski merece un pan, un rico pan. Porque la mayoría (si no es que todos) sus personajes son de una personalidad marcada, desarrollados bien (a mi parecer) incluso en sus 4 páginas. Hay historias que me hicieron reír, otras que tenían frases que me gustaron, otras fueron interesantes, otras me gustaron los personajes, y otras realmente me aburrieron. La historia, porque la narrativa de Bukowski me encanta.

  17. 4 out of 5

    David Fleming

    This is the first thing I read of Bukowski's and his terse style seemed to me like a breath of fresh air. It's as if he copied Hemingway's style and then mimicked it to the point of caricature. And yet somehow I'm still saying that's a good thing. I believe he took the potentiality of Hemingway's style and magnified it's unpleasantness in a manner similar to how Seth McFarlane exaggerated Matt Groening. Okay, maybe that analogy was pushing it but I love the way no thought or idea is too reprehen This is the first thing I read of Bukowski's and his terse style seemed to me like a breath of fresh air. It's as if he copied Hemingway's style and then mimicked it to the point of caricature. And yet somehow I'm still saying that's a good thing. I believe he took the potentiality of Hemingway's style and magnified it's unpleasantness in a manner similar to how Seth McFarlane exaggerated Matt Groening. Okay, maybe that analogy was pushing it but I love the way no thought or idea is too reprehensible to be included in Bukowski's conception of literature. By the way, besides the numerous pop culture references, the thing that really got me psyched to start reading Bukowski was the excellent documentaries on him that are available on Netflix. The length of his stories is interesting as well. These are more like vignettes and so it’s best to consider the whole work together and the interrelations between vignettes.

  18. 5 out of 5

    Elmira khodapanah

    تنها دلیلی که کتابو ادامه دادم این بود که توی مسیر م به خونه میخوندمش و خوندن یه مشت پرت و پلا رو به دیدن خیابونایی که سیصد دفعه دیدمشون ترجیح دادم یه چیزی مثل انتخاب بین افتضاح و بد ترین. و تنها دلیلی که کتابو ننداختم سطل آشغال این بود که مال کتابخونه بود. به نظرم یه ستاره از سرشم زیاده. داستان های کوتاه و به هم پیوسته که بیشتر مثل خوندن دفتر خاطرات یه آدم مزخرف بود که فقط از مشروب خوردن و اوق زدنش و استفراغ هاش تعریف و توصیف کرده بود و خوندن شعر هاش برای آدم های مزخرف تر از خودش و هیچ جنبه ی ا تنها دلیلی که کتابو ادامه دادم این بود که توی مسیر م به خونه میخوندمش و خوندن یه مشت پرت و پلا رو به دیدن خیابونایی که سیصد دفعه دیدمشون ترجیح دادم یه چیزی مثل انتخاب بین افتضاح و بد ترین. و تنها دلیلی که کتابو ننداختم سطل آشغال این بود که مال کتابخونه بود. به نظرم یه ستاره از سرشم زیاده. داستان های کوتاه و به هم پیوسته که بیشتر مثل خوندن دفتر خاطرات یه آدم مزخرف بود که فقط از مشروب خوردن و اوق زدنش و استفراغ هاش تعریف و توصیف کرده بود و خوندن شعر هاش برای آدم های مزخرف تر از خودش و هیچ جنبه ی ادبی و ارزشی دیگه نداشت. هر از چند گاهی میخواست از یه چیزای درست و حسابی حرف بزنه اما تلاشش بی نتیجه بود. از اون کتابایی که بعد از خوندنش حس عذاب وجدان در مورد وقت از دست رفته داری.

  19. 4 out of 5

    Jesse Brakefield

    This was the first Bukowski I ever read. It was a serious eye-opener. Naive of me I know, but in a way I didn't think people could write stuff like this, publish stuff like this. It's easy enough to get hung on the more lascivious aspects, the drinking and the sex and the violence, but what really set him apart was his honesty, and his lack of fear in expressing things about himself that are unpalatable, unflattering, and the way he makes me laugh with him, at him. It taught me how to really lau This was the first Bukowski I ever read. It was a serious eye-opener. Naive of me I know, but in a way I didn't think people could write stuff like this, publish stuff like this. It's easy enough to get hung on the more lascivious aspects, the drinking and the sex and the violence, but what really set him apart was his honesty, and his lack of fear in expressing things about himself that are unpalatable, unflattering, and the way he makes me laugh with him, at him. It taught me how to really laugh at myself.

  20. 5 out of 5

    Versos Incoherentes

    Este libro es perfecto para comenzar a leer a Charles Bukowski. El realismo sucio, expresado en la ambientación de la ciudad y en las situaciones bizarras que viven los personajes de cada cuento, no es excesivo pero tampoco ínfimo. Los diálogos son refrescantes e ingeniosos. Me recordaron a las conversaciones entre Dorian Gray & Lord Henry. Están llenos de humor que nace por el estoicismo y cinismo de los personajes; los cuales, a la hora de la verdad, son el reflejo de una profunda soledad. Este libro es perfecto para comenzar a leer a Charles Bukowski. El realismo sucio, expresado en la ambientación de la ciudad y en las situaciones bizarras que viven los personajes de cada cuento, no es excesivo pero tampoco ínfimo. Los diálogos son refrescantes e ingeniosos. Me recordaron a las conversaciones entre Dorian Gray & Lord Henry. Están llenos de humor que nace por el estoicismo y cinismo de los personajes; los cuales, a la hora de la verdad, son el reflejo de una profunda soledad. Por último, Música de cañerías también es perfecto para conocer sin abrumarse al alter ego de Bukowski. El autor presenta de forma gradual y no de golpe la deconstrucción del personaje para que el lector, a través de los diferentes relatos en que Chinaski es el protagonista, conozca, aprecie, ame e inclusive odie, las diferencias y similitudes, intencionales, de Henry y su creador. l

  21. 4 out of 5

    Ryan Werner

    Three dozen tales of drinking and nihilistic tendencies show Bukowski at a literary high and the inhabitants of the world at a moralistic low. German-born American author Charles Bukowski (1920-1994) had, at the time of 1983’s short story collection Hot Water Music (Ecco, ISBN:0876855966), made a career on taking his life-experiences and turning them into self-proclaimed “tales of ordinary madness.” With Hot Water Music, he uses breaks no new ground in his literary career, instead putting out ano Three dozen tales of drinking and nihilistic tendencies show Bukowski at a literary high and the inhabitants of the world at a moralistic low. German-born American author Charles Bukowski (1920-1994) had, at the time of 1983’s short story collection Hot Water Music (Ecco, ISBN:0876855966), made a career on taking his life-experiences and turning them into self-proclaimed “tales of ordinary madness.” With Hot Water Music, he uses breaks no new ground in his literary career, instead putting out another exceptionally-written anthology of bad people doing bad things. He occasionally lets his degenerate represent what the world can do to people, but more often than not his characters end up just showing people at their most indulgent stage of debauchery, representing what people can do to the world. A Walk Through the Worst Parts of Town The stories in Hot Water Music are the equivalent of walking through the worst parts of town at the best times, when both ends of the social spectrum clear out, when the gutters and nice houses both empty and the scumbags within start to move from bar to bar with a bad attitude, filling their guts with handout bar pretzels and stale popcorn. Bukowski follows these people around for awhile and ditches them before they become old news. These thirty-six stories rarely exceed six-pages, and they don’t need to. The reader is allowed to get a sense of the vulgarity that rubs its belly near the feet of everyone. The Usual Suspects The characters in these stories are the same drunks, rapists, sexual hounds with pathetic justifications for drinking whatever flows down the curb that anyone familiar with Bukowski’s work will recognize immediately. Bukowski’s literary alter-ego Hank Chinaski even makes several appearances, paralleling the arc of the author’s life in some of the more personal stories in this collection. The subject matter is standard Bukowski fare, as well: women, booze, coming to grips with popularity after a life of being shunned and enjoying it. At their worst, these stories are uneventfully bleak (“Turkeyneck Morning”) or just sort of uneventful (“In And Out And Over”). At their best, these are stories of perverts and weirdos settling for less than what everyone else expects them to. A Haul Towards the End, but More Than Worth It Though this collection gets a bit tedious if read straight through (especially if a reader is also simultaneously taking in other works by Bukowski), the great writing that was cultivated with 1982’s Ham On Rye sees Bukowski taking his minimalistic approach to life and language and turning it into a series of blinks past the windows where the shady people dwell.

  22. 5 out of 5

    J.P.

    This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. Bukowski is one of my all-time faves. His work has brought me much enjoyment over the years. He's a major model to me as a writer. I hadn't looked at any of his short stories in some time, so I picked up one I hadn't previously read, HOT WATER MUSIC. Imagine my sad surprise when I was actually B-O-R-E-D by it. I dunno. Maybe it's because of the time in Buk's life from which HWM dates, the early 1980s. By then, Buk had cut his famous deal with Black Sparrow's John Martin. Publication for anything Bukowski is one of my all-time faves. His work has brought me much enjoyment over the years. He's a major model to me as a writer. I hadn't looked at any of his short stories in some time, so I picked up one I hadn't previously read, HOT WATER MUSIC. Imagine my sad surprise when I was actually B-O-R-E-D by it. I dunno. Maybe it's because of the time in Buk's life from which HWM dates, the early 1980s. By then, Buk had cut his famous deal with Black Sparrow's John Martin. Publication for anything he wrote was all but certain. Buk was out of the post office and beginning to ride the wave of critical applause he'd enjoy the rest of his life. And no, I'm not saying he didn't deserve it---he truly did. And I'm not saying he sold out---the guy never came close to doing so. Then, what's my problem with HOT WATER MUSIC? It's dull. Chockful of stories which strain, desperately, to be 'controversial' or offensive in some way. I mean, a story about a guy shtupping a flower vase? A story about a couple of possible serial killer/cannibals? And the tales don't end so much as they simply peter out, with no resolution of any kind. At times, this can be an effective literary device, but here, it's over-used. It's almost like Bukowski was consciously trying to write an oh-so Bukowski-like book. Perhaps it's because, at this point, Martin wasn't going to challenge anything Buk submitted. This book feels like an exercise written to fulfill a contractural obligation, rather than a literary statement. HOT WATER MUSIC reads like a self-satisfied author, seriously in need of a editor (all those lengthy, jam-packed paragraphs!) pandering to his audience. This man wrote books (POST OFFICE, WOMEN, DAYS RUN AWAY LIKE WILD HORSES..., LAST NIGHT OF THE EARTH POEMS) which will live forever. HOT WATER MUSIC isn't one of them.

  23. 4 out of 5

    Seán

    My only prior exposure to Bukowski was Post Office and his enormous hipster rep. The former was a genuinely good read and seemed to justify the latter, or at least added weight to what otherwise seemed the tale of a lucky dirtbag who suffered from the occasional bout of insight. However, these lusterless vignettes just sit on the page like the inert efforts of a lazy undergrad. Boasting atrocious dialogue and distracted endings, pretty much each story features a tough-guy character transparently My only prior exposure to Bukowski was Post Office and his enormous hipster rep. The former was a genuinely good read and seemed to justify the latter, or at least added weight to what otherwise seemed the tale of a lucky dirtbag who suffered from the occasional bout of insight. However, these lusterless vignettes just sit on the page like the inert efforts of a lazy undergrad. Boasting atrocious dialogue and distracted endings, pretty much each story features a tough-guy character transparently serving as a Bukowski stand-in who annihilates a willing blond and knows how to rate a horse. Now and then, there's a shadow of a moment or a half-turn of phrase that remind you that Bukowski was supposed to be a writer. I don't know if this is my encroaching decrepitude speaking, but--seriously--are you kidding me? Cf. Hubert Selby, Jr.

  24. 4 out of 5

    Miguel Pais

    There's something extremely appealing in Bukowski's raw minimalism. There's no need for more essence than that of the concise short stories that somehow seem to intertwine both in style and in content. A book I thoroughly recommend.

  25. 4 out of 5

    Pardis Parto

    شخصيت محوري داستان هاي بوکفسکي،هنري چيتانسکي نام دارد.او اديبي است بدمست که درباره همه امور با صراحت و بي رحمي نظر مي دهد،به موسيقي علاقه مند است و از زنان گريزان. در داستان هاي موسيقي آب گرم،ويژگي هاي جامعه ادبي و روشنفکري آمريکا را از منظر يکي از اعضايش مي توان ديد؛اين کتاب شايد پاسخي باشد براي اين پرسش اهل جستجو که چرا جامعه روشنفکري آمريکا در داخل اين کشور در مقايسه با روشنفکران ساير جوامع ناکارآمد و به رغم توليد آثار جدي و قوي،در امور اجتماع کم تاثير است. بوکفسکي روشنفکران يا اهالي مجتمع شعر شخصيت محوري داستان هاي بوکفسکي،هنري چيتانسکي نام دارد.او اديبي است بدمست که درباره همه امور با صراحت و بي رحمي نظر مي دهد،به موسيقي علاقه مند است و از زنان گريزان. در داستان هاي موسيقي آب گرم،ويژگي هاي جامعه ادبي و روشنفکري آمريکا را از منظر يکي از اعضايش مي توان ديد؛اين کتاب شايد پاسخي باشد براي اين پرسش اهل جستجو که چرا جامعه روشنفکري آمريکا در داخل اين کشور در مقايسه با روشنفکران ساير جوامع ناکارآمد و به رغم توليد آثار جدي و قوي،در امور اجتماع کم تاثير است. بوکفسکي روشنفکران يا اهالي مجتمع شعر و ادب و هنر و داستان در آمريکا را آدم هايي تلخ،بي تربيت،بي اعتقاد به باورهاي ديني حاکم بر جامعه و عموم مردم،ساز مخالف کوک کن،ناکارآمد،منفي باف،ترسو،بريده از جمع و عاشق عيش و نوش و بي خيالي و عشرت طلبي معرفي مي کند که در عين حال،در آفرينش و خلاقيت هاي هنري و ادبي و فرهنگي از سرآمدان دورانند او در داستان سياست،روشنفکر را مخالف خواني بي منطق مي داند و چنين مي نويسد:"تو کالج لوس آنجلس،درست قبل از جنگ جهاني دوم نازي شده بودم.هرچند فرق هيتلر با هرکول را نمي دانستم و اصلا برام اهميتي نداشت،اما حوصله ام از دست ميهن پرست هايي که مي گفتند بايد به جنگ اهريمن رفت،سر رفته بود.براي همين هم تصميم گرفتم ساز مخالف کوک کنم.البته حتي به خودم زحمت مطالعه درباره هيتلر رو هم نداده بودم،فقط هر چيزي که احساس مي کردم شيطاني و جنون آميزه،من رو به خودش جذب مي کرد.به هر حال،من بي هيچ اعتقاد سياسي اي،فقط براي در رفتن از گير جريان هاي معمول نازي شده بودم." و اين همان هنري چيتانسکي است که باور دارد "بعضي وقت ها آدمي که به کارش اعتقاد نداره،بيشتر دل مي ده به کار،دليلش اينه که هيچ وابستگي عاطفي اي به کارش نداره.

  26. 4 out of 5

    Andrés Cabrera

    Siempre había sentido a Bukowski algo repetitivo. Sin embargo, nunca había sentido su cóctel (mujeres, licor, la vida del escritor, relaciones desesperadas, etc) tan anodino. En el conjunto de los anteriores compendios de relatos que había leído, sentía que cada uno de sus textos tenía algo para decir...algo que lo hacía especial y que merecía ser relatado. En el caso de "Música de cañerías", me vi riendo y disfrutando como otras veces, mas no encontraba ese componente de sinceridad y furia de l Siempre había sentido a Bukowski algo repetitivo. Sin embargo, nunca había sentido su cóctel (mujeres, licor, la vida del escritor, relaciones desesperadas, etc) tan anodino. En el conjunto de los anteriores compendios de relatos que había leído, sentía que cada uno de sus textos tenía algo para decir...algo que lo hacía especial y que merecía ser relatado. En el caso de "Música de cañerías", me vi riendo y disfrutando como otras veces, mas no encontraba ese componente de sinceridad y furia de los anteriores relatos del propio Hank. De hecho, muchas veces sentí que lo que aquí había era un ánimo (por no decir voracidad) tanto del escritor como del editor en explotar la marca "Bukowski". De todos los que he leído, tal vez sea este libro el que sentí menos sincero y, por ello, más repetitivo e insustancial. Empero, subsisten con nitidez y franqueza un par de relatos que merecen ser leídos: La muerte del padre (I y II), Grita cuando te quemes, Puteo Lírico, El pájaro que se remonta (tiene una vibra, ironía y sensibilidad especial), Decadencia y caída (cuento con cierto aire dostoyevskiano). El resto de relatos, cuando no se repiten incansablemente, tan sólo causan unas buenas carcajadas (ni remedándose a su mejor versión Bukowski olvida su humor sincero).

  27. 4 out of 5

    Phillip

    This is a good collection of short stories, all of which were very quick reads, so it felt like I made nice progress. As for the stories themselves, they were vintage Bukowski, primarily focused on sex, booze, violence, and desperately dirty people. What really struck me while I was reading this collection is that Bukowski is, in a way, the evolution of literary naturalism. He focuses on down-and-out subjects, without skimping on the graphic detail, and he explores a world consisting of these typ This is a good collection of short stories, all of which were very quick reads, so it felt like I made nice progress. As for the stories themselves, they were vintage Bukowski, primarily focused on sex, booze, violence, and desperately dirty people. What really struck me while I was reading this collection is that Bukowski is, in a way, the evolution of literary naturalism. He focuses on down-and-out subjects, without skimping on the graphic detail, and he explores a world consisting of these types of characters. But where Bukowski diverges (and I think excells) classic naturalists like Stephen Crane and Frank Norris is in Bukowski's disintrest in judging his subjects. The classic naturalists generally presented their subjects as a sort of exotic Other, figures to be pitied and studied, but not fully equal to the middle class readership of novels. But Bukowski resists the urge to "study" his characters like a sociologist, and he also resists the urge to glorify poverty and write the whore-with-a-heart-of-gold cliche. For Bukowski a whore is just a whore, and there's nothing either good or bad about it.

  28. 5 out of 5

    Cristóbal Martínez

    Al abrir un libro de Bukowski se puede esperar de todo, excepto decencia. Esto queda totalmente demostrado en Música de Cañerías (Hot Water Music), un conjunto de historias urbanas que rayan en la ficción erótica, la pornografía y la literatura gore, sin ser necesariamente parte de alguna de ellas. Bukowski es un escritor siempre joven, cuyas historias, aunque distantes temporalmente, podrían estarse viviendo en algún sitio en el momento justo en que el lector recorre una vez más las líneas de uno Al abrir un libro de Bukowski se puede esperar de todo, excepto decencia. Esto queda totalmente demostrado en Música de Cañerías (Hot Water Music), un conjunto de historias urbanas que rayan en la ficción erótica, la pornografía y la literatura gore, sin ser necesariamente parte de alguna de ellas. Bukowski es un escritor siempre joven, cuyas historias, aunque distantes temporalmente, podrían estarse viviendo en algún sitio en el momento justo en que el lector recorre una vez más las líneas de uno de los libros más leídos del autor estadounidense de origen Alemán. Música de Cañerías es un libro en el que no existen tabúes, lo que puede llegar a perturbar a algunos mientras que, a otros, los hará pasar un rato agradable.

  29. 5 out of 5

    Tyler Koslow

    Bukowski's collection of short stories address the destructive and lonely nature of human existence. This is usually made by most writers in an extravagant, fiction-like manner, but Charles Bukowski brings destruction into his work through the normal, everyday dirty work that portrays the dark side to human achievement and society. His collection helped me realize that my ideal, no matter how surreal, can still be found in everyday observations on human life. This type of realism that he uses he Bukowski's collection of short stories address the destructive and lonely nature of human existence. This is usually made by most writers in an extravagant, fiction-like manner, but Charles Bukowski brings destruction into his work through the normal, everyday dirty work that portrays the dark side to human achievement and society. His collection helped me realize that my ideal, no matter how surreal, can still be found in everyday observations on human life. This type of realism that he uses helps the reader connect his vague depression to the tiny ordeals of everyday life.

  30. 5 out of 5

    Jasmine

    bukowski is a good writer, I like his style of vignettes, his raunchy straight forward prose and ridiculous dark characters. but he's such a sexist its distracts from the moral of his pieces. I can't forgive him because of when he grew up or because he does it for the shock and awe. his stories continues and validates a very destructive and abusive attitude towards women. that's never okay, even if its "art".

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