3 1/2 stars. The psycho-shock rocker of indie poetry is back with a collection of his best HITS.
"yesss...
i think that is a great idea...
definitely hole some"
-from 'cervixbruiser'
So, let me start off by saying that if you are someone who hasn't yet worked through your own traumas, or you get offended easily, steer clear. Should be a given, but ya know...
I do prefer the darker side of humor. Even offensive humor. I always did, even as a child. I was always laughing at 'unfunny' things in school and getting in trouble. Who the eff was this 'funny' judge, I thought. If we are all individuals, how can there be a set funny and unfunny? I was calling bullshit by seven. Because I had a covert narcissist in the family (i mean, i didn't know the term but saw she was two completely different people. And few knew the real her), I knew things weren't always as they seem. Case in point: good, clean comedy... Bill Cosby. Ha! I felt the offensive stuff was less full of bullshit. And I really hated bullshit. Basically, we are all actors here on this stage. And I always thought the more 'clean' or 'good' someone was, the more shit they were hiding. (enter twenty years of paranoia and being prescribed every wrong drug on the market). oh well. Back to the star of the show!
No doubt, there are moments in Scarlotti's work that turn my stomach or get my eyes stuck back in my head from rolling so hard, or make me drink too much that night but, I'm pretty sure, that's the point. The character of Scarlotti is out to touch a nerve or fifty. He's in the kitchen to stir the pot. He can be mostly predictable but, just when you think you've got him figured out, he tosses in an awkward vulnerable moment. (they are in there, i swear..) And so, I get the vibe of an average depressed clown who lives vicariously through fantasy moments of being more like Ted Bundy than Al Bundy. He just doesn't have the charm and he really can't be bothered to be too calculating. He sort of goes with the flow and settles for a slightly more aloof version of The Joker that wants to watch the world burn, but mostly would like to have the guts to kill himself. It's quite cartoonish. (I always think in my head, 'aw, shucks, maybe next time, Johnny...) He does put in effort from time to time. I do find an authentic voice in Scarlotti in the angle he slices his humor, no matter how disturbing.
I gather the more extreme moments are just fleeting psychopathic tendencies/ thoughts that get him through the stupid situations he finds himself in and laugh it all off. Topped off with the character's obsession with being a poet. That's my take, anyway. Because I've given his work this context, I can enjoy it (mostly horrified) and go about my day. Johnny seems determined to leave out no one when it comes to who he's willing to offend. He doesn't give a rat's fck. But imho, all the best artists and comics are like that. It's a massive trigger warning-shit-show. And if you don't wanna get fckd in the head for a bit, don't read his books. 'Cause you can't unread them. It's not something you can read in one sitting either. Reading his work always in small spurts is highly recommended, lol. It's no different than a horror movie though. And we praise those, so really, what is the difference? It's entertainment. If you don't want to be offended, stay snug in bed. And wait for your nightmares?
My personal faves:
(right before massive psychotic break) (/right before 2 mo stay in psych ward)
first time having chia seeds
to vacate in the land of milk and honey
break
{stu tittybuttdickass}
suicide by cop
savoir fantasy
i'm going to be the next sylvia plath