Tomorrow is Bloomsday, the day chronicled in James Joyce's Ulysses. And for the 25th year, Symphony Space has a full Bloomsday on Broadway celebration, focusing on "on Mr. Leopold Bloom's spiritual son, Stephen Dedelus (aka James Joyce), with readings from Ulysses, Portrait of the Artist and Dubliners." The events start at noon tomorrow, and the final performance is the inimitable Fionnula Flanagan reading Molly Bloom's monologue (aka, "The Fully Molly") at 10PM till whenever she finishes.
Tickets are $20, with discounts for seniors and students. Symphony Space will also have readings of work by Samuel Beckett ("Joyce's spiritual offspring"), in honor of Beckett's centenary. And in Dublin, official Bloomsday events have been cancelled due to former Prime Minister Taoiseach Charles J Haughey's state funeral.





Is that anything like Moomsday?
Moomsday is here.
theres a great new yorker article this week about how steven joyce (joyce's grandson) is a megalomaniac asshole who has repeatedly and systematically used copyright protection against academics and literary critics wishing to study and/or reproduce Joyce's work.
Also related, the Onion had a great story in brief this week: Mad Lit Professor Puts Finishing Touches On Bloomsday Device. Quoting: "...the streets shall run with rashers, kidneys, and sausages, and I shall forge in the smithy of Dublin's soul the uncreated conscience of my race!"
Thanks guys - this is one of those holidays I would like to remember but always, always forget a la mother's day, father's day, ash wednesday, jewish and chinese new year's etc. (This is opposed to the holiday we would like to forget but always, always remember - valentine's day).
But I do have a pressing question - where can I get kidneys above 96th on the West Side?
...and as always, the event is broadcast live and uncensored over WBAI, 99.5 FM, and Webcast from http://www.wbai.org. The archive at http://archive.wbai.org should also make the event available on demand for a few weeks thereafter.
Max - I read that article. I love how the guy kept saying what his grandfather would have wanted when he was NINE when Joyce died!