Posthuman Blues

I just picked up Kevin D. Randle's "Operation Roswell," a "what if" potboiler that recreates the Roswell UFO crash of 1947.





I've read most of Randle's ufological nonfiction and, quite honestly, he's not the best stylist in the world. For sheer eeriness, I somehow doubt "Operation Roswell" manages to outdo Whitley Strieber's surpassingly readable Roswell novel, "Majestic." But I skimmed the first pages and it looks fascinating in its own right; Randle uses real names, whereas Strieber used pseudonyms. For example, the rancher who discovered the unusual wreckage, Mac Brazel, became "Bob Unger" in Strieber's retelling.

What's playing:

1.) Medulla (Bjork)
2.) The Cure (The Cure)
3.) Chelsea Girl (Nico)
4.) The Queen Is Dead (The Smiths)
5.) Dummy (Portishead)