"It was a Marxian metabolic rift, except the natural environment wasn’t the thing that was being alienated. We were using the language of capital to refute its logics. By then it’s become entrenched, you’re in too deep, it’s too late to step off the train now, which is exactly like how you got into it in the first place. The spin-cycle of lifestyle: what saves you entraps you further; the land of no return – your mind has already been moulded by its structures and affects, which makes reintegrating into so-called ‘regular’ society comparatively even more onerous – ‘a very poor preparation punk rock had been for later life’.* You’ve already spent so much time within it. The contrast becomes jarring: to extricate yourself and not experience its lingering effects, how it used to shape the entirety of your world, your understanding of reality."
I loved Peripathetic all of the way through, but I loved the early essays in a different way to the later ones. Tan has that capacity to words together in ways that make my spine tingle, or make me simply smile with the joy of it. This is on show in many of the earlier essays, which felt as I read them as if Tan edged close to somethingly powerfully earnest, but flips into writing playfully, prioritising the joyfulness of words coming together and enabling an easier read. Lingua Franca is a joy of code switching, showing off with rapid language transitions that still somehow fit perfectly together, pointing at significant things, combined with a cleverness of ideas and thinking that draws you in, but with some kind of emotional distance.
From "The Lifestyle Church" for me, the tone seemed to shift. Tan interrogates hard, and deploys her skill with words towards precision. It is still wonderfully put together, but there is less play and more focus on the torrent of things Tan has to say about her life, and the understanding she has drawn out of it. This was, for me, less shivery but also frankly harder to put down. I sneak read on my phone under the table, in the passenger seat. The ideas filled my head. I want to say there is more certain tone, but that would belie the nuance and doubt that Tan prizes. Rather, I would say, that the tone no longer suggests you can take or leave what she has to say, and it is the better for it.
Many of the essays revolve around Tan's experiences and processing of her time in the Punk scene, primarily in Singapore, and the experiences of casual work. I found her writing about the evolution of punk and online piracy compelling, as I also try to process how the early sense that tech would disrupt our order has morphed into something very different. And in strange ways, I found her constant interrogation of what to keep and what to move on from comforting. Maybe continuing to question is one of the best things we can do, especially if you can do it in such clear and enjoyable prose.
I'm not sure this review makes any sense, and I am a little tempted to delete it entirely, but I'm tired and don't have energy to start again. So let's just settle with: I liked this a lot.