The New Republic

In most of the early newspaper reviews of "The Adams Chronicles" the big pitch was bigness. Six million dollars, nine scriptwriters, 3000 costumes—these were figures to conjure with, and the reviewers conjured, and the ones I read came up with the unusual theory that bigness had not destroyed the series. No, intelligence and restraint had saved the day. READ MORE >>

The Anxiety of Influence by Harold Bloom (Oxford University Press; $5.95) READ MORE >>

I’d sing the nobody’s home town blues if I knew the tune Sing the nobody’s home town blues if I knew the tune In the very bluest blues town The ain’t nobody home town Where I sit and watch the cold come down                                                                           down Sit and watch the cold come down READ MORE >>

The Wartime Journals of Charles A. Lindbergh (Harcourt Brace Jovanovich; $12.95) READ MORE >>

The Confines of Criticism by A. E. Housman (Cambridge University Press; $2.95) READ MORE >>

The Beatles  Illustrated Lyrics, edited by Alan Aldridge (Delacorte Press, 5.95) "I was the kingpin of my age group," said John. "The sort of gang I led went in for things like shoplifting and pulling girls' knickers down." "We had masters who just hit you with rulers, or told us a lot of shit about their holiday in Wales or what they did in the Army," said Paul. "Never once did anyone make it clear to me what I was being educated for." READ MORE >>

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June comes, the end of a kind of      year, And the thought of starting again with a new set of points And a full tank of whatever it is      that makes Our own cranky old crate rattle on toward the scrapheap— This seedy thought Hobbles our way on its endless circuit, bearing Its regular summer line of beaches, parks, Mountains, canyons and islands with and without Bath. READ MORE >>