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Chapters & Verse

Words, pictures and sounds to expand your mind

WIDE SCENE

Gregory Crewdson

Beneath the Roses
We’re sure your holiday snaps are great, yet few images are as perfectly formed as Crewdson’s. The photographer spends hours lighting and arrranging his images, to capture a spooky side of the USA. For a closer look, visit the book’s accompanying London exhibition at White Cube, Mason’s Yard, SW1, 23 April–24 May..

SCI-GUY

Rick Moody



The Omega Force
Though he’s best known for his suburban novel, The Ice Storm, Moody’s latest work mixes satire with science-fiction. The three stories in this collection mix rogue nuclear devices with new designer drugs, conjuring up an odd yet eerily familiar America.

ANCIENT ROMANTIC

Helen Dunmore

Counting The Stars
This Orange prize-winning writer pieces together a twothousand- year-old affair between the ancient Roman poet, Catullus, and his married, aristocratic mistress, Clodia Metelli. Using Latin poetry as her source material, Dunmore brings to life one hot Italian summer from two millennia ago.

Now Playing:

The Cardigans,

Best Of
For a Swedish indie band, The Cardigans scaled unparalleled heights of showbizery. Their breakthrough single, Lovefool, rocketed up charts around the world in 1996 and was featured in the Leonardo DiCaprio film, Romeo + Juliet, and the band performed on the season’s finale of Beverly Hills 90210. Though they might not have recaptured that initial success, they went on to produce a string of neat singles. Pick up this Best Of album, and recall their finest moments.

Travellers’ tales

Lake Garda, 1916
“Everything was clear and sun-coloured up there, clear-grey rocks partaking of the sky, tawny grass and scrub, browny-green spires of cypresses, then the mist of grey-green olives fuming down to the lake-side. There was no shadow, only clear sun-substance built up to the sky, a bullock wagon moving slowly in the high sunlight, along the uppermost terrace of the military road. It sat in the warm stillness of the transcendent afternoon.
“The four o’clock steamer was creeping down the lake from the Austrian end, creeping under the cliffs. Far away, the Verona side, beyond the Island, lay fused in dim gold.” TWILIGHT IN ITALY, DH LAWRENCE




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