Backlisted - Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone by James Baldwin
Episode Date: May 29, 2017Novelist Niven Govinden joins John and Andy to discuss James Baldwin's 1968 novel 'Tell Me How Long The Train's Been Gone'. Also discussed: 'The World My Wilderness' by Rose Macaulay, and 'The Gallow...s Pole' by Ben Myers. Oh, and Lissa Evans' scene stealing turn in 'The Finest', the film adaptation of her WWII set novel.Timings: (may differ due to adverts)11'01 - Infinite Tuesday: An Autobiographical Riff by Michael Nesmith 12'16 The World my Wilderness by Rose Macauley15'51 - The Gallows Pole - Ben Myers29'10 - Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone by James Baldwin* To purchase any of the books mentioned in this episode please visit our bookshop at uk.bookshop.org/shop/backlisted where all profits help to sustain this podcast and UK independent bookshops.* For information about everything mentioned in this episode visit www.backlisted.fm*If you'd like to support the show, listen without adverts, receive the show early and with extra bonus fortnightly episodes, become a Patreon at www.patreon.com/backlisted Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices
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                                         Amazing.
                                         
                                         So, John, I went to see at the weekend,
                                         
                                         I went to see the film Their Finest,
                                         
                                         which is based on the novel Their Finest Hour and a Half
                                         
    
                                         by our former guest, friend of Batlista.
                                         
                                         Double guest.
                                         
                                         Double guest, in fact, Lister Evans.
                                         
                                         And I just... Have you seen it?
                                         
                                         No, and I really wanted to,
                                         
                                         because it's got two of the things I love most in the world in it.
                                         
                                         Bill Nighy and Gemma Arden.
                                         
                                         Both shown to great effect in the film.
                                         
    
                                         And also, the clips I saw made it look very good.
                                         
                                         And it got a bit of a stinking review from Camilla Long,
                                         
                                         which is always a reason.
                                         
                                         Which is totally wrong.
                                         
                                         Camilla Wrong.
                                         
                                         I mean, Camilla Wrong is awful.
                                         
                                         It's always a reason to see something.
                                         
                                         But it's so good.
                                         
    
                                         And one of the reasons it's so good
                                         
                                         is that it's really faithful to Lyssa's novel.
                                         
                                         And it was really heartwarming, is the right word,
                                         
                                         to see a film that is sort of...
                                         
                                         It's a feminist film about writing
                                         
                                         and collaboration and creativity and art
                                         
                                         and what the people who make films get out of it
                                         
                                         and what the people who watch films get out of it and what the people who watch films get out of it.
                                         
    
                                         Isn't Lyssa in it in a kind of Stanley-stroke,
                                         
                                         Hitchcock-type of kind of walkthrough?
                                         
                                         Yes, she is indeed.
                                         
                                         She looked really convincing as a sort of 40s woman.
                                         
                                         She's got a fantastic...
                                         
                                         If she's listening to this,
                                         
                                         she's got a fantastic reaction shot in particular,
                                         
                                         which one member of the audience in favisham
                                         
    
                                         laughed out loud at her fine thespian talent does nigh take it at the takeover i mean as he
                                         
                                         just wants to do well the reason why he's so good and the reason why he's getting such good reviews
                                         
                                         in the film is actually he's he is he doesn't he doesn't take over he plays down a lot of the time. And another thing that the film does really, really well
                                         
                                         is allow you to...
                                         
                                         That character is treated with real respect.
                                         
                                         He's kind of a fading actor.
                                         
                                         He's had his best moments.
                                         
                                         But you are allowed to see that he's simultaneously
                                         
    
                                         both a bit of an idiot and that he's very good at his job.
                                         
                                         Again, as Lissa does in the book,
                                         
                                         it's perfectly possible to be a kind person and a bit of an arrogant fool sometimes at the same time.
                                         
                                         But I did a terrible thing because I didn't get to see it.
                                         
                                         I quite fancied a film set in that period.
                                         
                                         So I watched this appalling travesty of a movie called Allied,
                                         
                                         starring Brad Pitt and Marion Cotillard.
                                         
                                         And it was utter...
                                         
    
                                         I mean, just...
                                         
                                         It looked like everybody was...
                                         
                                         It was written by Stephen Knight,
                                         
                                         who is the creator of Peaky Blinders.
                                         
                                         And I'm quite fond of Marion Cotillard.
                                         
                                         Peaky Blinders? But it was... You have to say it like that. Peaky Blinders. And I'm quite fond of Marianne Cotillard. Peaky Blinders?
                                         
                                         But it was...
                                         
                                         Yeah, Peaky Blinders.
                                         
    
                                         You have to say it like that.
                                         
                                         Peaky Blinders.
                                         
                                         But it was just garbage.
                                         
                                         In fact, it was the plot of the...
                                         
                                         It was exactly the same plot as the first series of Peaky Blinders.
                                         
                                         So Knight was obviously on time.
                                         
                                         He was obviously on some kind of deal, you know.
                                         
                                         But it was...
                                         
    
                                         You know when films...
                                         
                                         It ought to be good, but totally unconvincing.
                                         
                                         Also, Brad Pitt.
                                         
                                         I've never really thought much of as an actor.
                                         
                                         Not good or bad,
                                         
                                         I just never really thought much of him as an actor.
                                         
                                         I remember he was quite good in the Jesse James movie.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
    
                                         But not as good as Casey Affleck, who was brilliant.
                                         
                                         I'll tell you what we've been watching,
                                         
                                         which, much to our surprise,
                                         
                                         is A, terrific,
                                         
                                         and B, completely authentic, as far as we
                                         
                                         can tell. We've been watching repeats of
                                         
                                         the 1970s BBC series
                                         
                                         Secret Army. Oh my god, yeah.
                                         
    
                                         You know what? We went into it thinking, oh, this
                                         
                                         will be a laugh. Not only is it not a laugh,
                                         
                                         it's absolutely
                                         
                                         brilliant. Is that you and
                                         
                                         Mrs Miller? Yeah.
                                         
                                         You don't have some terrible film
                                         
                                         club people.
                                         
                                         We all get together and watch 1970s television.
                                         
    
                                         Well, on this occasion, no.
                                         
                                         It'll be, what was the one with the smashing thing of virus?
                                         
                                         The Survivors.
                                         
                                         Survivors.
                                         
                                         That scared me. I love that absolutely love
                                         
                                         that it was very well it's probably terrible now and you're too are you too
                                         
                                         young to remember survivors yes you remember the Sweeney yes but you
                                         
                                         remember the same well sort of but you were back and watch the Sweeney now it's
                                         
    
                                         incredibly slow I remember thinking was that yeah the loudest fastest thing on
                                         
                                         the television but it's lots of blokes in bad suits having conversations in Watch the Sweeney now. It's incredibly slow. I remember thinking it was the loudest, fastest thing on television.
                                         
                                         But it's lots of blokes in bad suits having conversations in rooms.
                                         
                                         Every now and then there's a car chase.
                                         
                                         And a fight.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         A Secret Army sort of...
                                         
                                         It's the last hurrah.
                                         
    
                                         Well, it's the thing that Alo Alo was based on, isn't it?
                                         
                                         Well, outrageously and appallingly and offensively,
                                         
                                         if only to Secret Army,
                                         
                                         let alone the actual Second World War.
                                         
                                         Yes.
                                         
                                         But it's all shot on VT in, like, Lime Grove or White City or something.
                                         
                                         It's the last of that sort of 70s...
                                         
                                         I suppose you think of iClaudius as being the perfect example of this,
                                         
    
                                         of how do you put theatre on TV
                                         
                                         when you have limited resources
                                         
                                         and you mostly use studios with some film inserts
                                         
                                         and so it looks really dated
                                         
                                         but at the same time it's really
                                         
                                         full on, there's a fantastic
                                         
                                         episode where there's an
                                         
                                         outbreak of bubonic plague
                                         
    
                                         which I would love to tell you is sort of
                                         
                                         you know, playful
                                         
                                         it's really horrible
                                         
                                         it is really, really
                                         
                                         impressively nasty.
                                         
                                         Good.
                                         
                                         So, shall we do the unmentionable?
                                         
                                         Hello, and welcome to Backlisted,
                                         
    
                                         the podcast which gives new life to old books.
                                         
                                         My name's John Mitchinson, and I publish books at Unbound,
                                         
                                         the website which brings authors and readers together
                                         
                                         to create something special.
                                         
                                         And I'm Andy Miller.
                                         
                                         I write books, including the year of reading dangerously
                                         
                                         and others and um before we go any further i'm just going to say very quickly that if you enjoy
                                         
                                         listening to my voice from my unlikely body i'm doing a couple of events i'm hosting an event at
                                         
    
                                         stoke newington literary festival on saturday j June 3rd. That's a session of Author Confidential where what I do is I ask several authors to come up
                                         
                                         and talk about things like their writers' routines, and I ask them to talk about unsuccessful events
                                         
                                         that they might have done, and I ask them to, if they're brave enough, to read out their favourite bad review,
                                         
                                         which the novelist David Whitehouse did the last time we did one of these
                                         
                                         at Stoke Newington.
                                         
                                         It was absolutely hilarious.
                                         
                                         Absolutely hilarious and very freeing to anyone who's received
                                         
                                         one star on Goodreads to share it with other people.
                                         
    
                                         So I'm doing that on Saturday, June 3rd at Stoke Newington,
                                         
                                         Author Confidential.
                                         
                                         And then I'm in conversation with our former guest, John Grindrod,
                                         
                                         who has a new book out called Outskirts,
                                         
                                         which is a book about growing up in the suburbs and about the Green Belt.
                                         
                                         And I'm doing that at Rough Trade East in London on Monday, June the 12th.
                                         
                                         And the reason why I mention that is because, you'll see why in a minute, John.
                                         
                                         Well, you join us, um listeners in an actor's
                                         
    
                                         colony in rural upstate new york where the locals are a bit suspicious and we'll be discussing today
                                         
                                         tell me how long the train's been gone by james baldwin and with us uh today to talk about this
                                         
                                         book in particular and baldwin in general is novelist niven govindan niven hello hi uh niven
                                         
                                         is the author of novels including including, but not limited to,
                                         
                                         We Are the New Romantics, Graffiti My Soul, Black Bread, White Beer,
                                         
                                         and All the Days and Nights.
                                         
                                         And, Niven, I need to congratulate you on two things in relation to those books.
                                         
                                         First of all, I really love how you derive your titles from a variety of sources.
                                         
    
                                         Because I have spotted here right
                                         
                                         graffiti my soul is a girl's allowed to yes right i knew that one black bread white beer is an
                                         
                                         inversion of the scritty plitty album title it is white bread black beer and i cheated and i checked
                                         
                                         all the days and that is lifted from a william max short story. I was just going to say.
                                         
                                         It's a nod to William Maxwell.
                                         
                                         So, first of all, good.
                                         
                                         In fact, that was what he called his collection of...
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
    
                                         But I love that you...
                                         
                                         Well, it's actually lifted from a quote by Frida Kahlo
                                         
                                         on leaving a painting to someone.
                                         
                                         So that's where the title came from,
                                         
                                         but at the same time I liked that it was a deliberate nod to William Maxwell.
                                         
                                         Great. So, just to clarify, don't just take other writers' titles
                                         
                                         just because I like them
                                         
                                         I like that
                                         
    
                                         we're always pleased to see another
                                         
                                         novel or play that derives its title
                                         
                                         from Shakespeare, yes
                                         
                                         granted, but it's very nice to see
                                         
                                         that you pull titles
                                         
                                         in from a variety of different sources.
                                         
                                         High literary, pop culture, whatever.
                                         
                                         I think that's really admirable.
                                         
    
                                         Titles are always interesting.
                                         
                                         Rankin used to do Stones records, didn't he?
                                         
                                         Black and Blue.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         It was kind of in Rankin's...
                                         
                                         I think he ran out of Stones albums.
                                         
                                         So did they.
                                         
                                         In about 1972.
                                         
    
                                         He didn't write Tattoo You, did he?
                                         
                                         He did.
                                         
                                         Terrible title for an album.
                                         
                                         What was that one?
                                         
                                         That famous crime novel.
                                         
                                         But also, Niven, the other thing that I wanted to say was,
                                         
                                         part of the thing with this event I'm doing at Rough Trade with John Grinrod,
                                         
                                         is he's going to be talking about his book about the suburbs.
                                         
    
                                         I'm going to be talking a bit about the suburbs
                                         
                                         and I'm going to be talking about representations
                                         
                                         of the suburbs in film and in books.
                                         
                                         And I am going to be talking about Graffiti, My Soul.
                                         
                                         Rightly so.
                                         
                                         Well, the thing about Graffiti, My Soul is
                                         
                                         it is actually quite a rare novel
                                         
                                         in as much as it is set in the suburbs.
                                         
    
                                         And the suburbs are very underrepresented
                                         
                                         in British literature in particular.
                                         
                                         The city is represented, the country is well represented,
                                         
                                         but the place where most...
                                         
                                         Yeah, but that's 30 years ago.
                                         
                                         And also, if it's North London, it wasn't really suburbia.
                                         
                                         Yeah, I think I agree.
                                         
                                         I so feel that that's true.
                                         
    
                                         So it's like, I'll be talking about Graffiti Mysore,
                                         
                                         I'll be talking about Red Hill Rococo.
                                         
                                         I mean, I wrote it consciously as a love letter to the suburbs.
                                         
                                         Did you? Yeah, see?
                                         
                                         Very much so.
                                         
                                         Red Hill Rococo?
                                         
                                         By Shida Mekhi.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
    
                                         But I can count on the fingers of one hand.
                                         
                                         You know, the books which talk about...
                                         
                                         Beyond Black by Hilary Mantel is specifically about the suburbs, right?
                                         
                                         And some of Nicola Barker's novels as well
                                         
                                         are about different suburban areas in Kent.
                                         
                                         But then I start thinking
                                         
                                         well and so anyway
                                         
                                         Coe, bit of Coe
                                         
    
                                         bit of Coe, bit of Nobbs
                                         
                                         Yeah you see this is one of the reasons why I really
                                         
                                         like both Coe and Nobbs because
                                         
                                         of the sound of the suburbs
                                         
                                         but they're writing about the world that I grew up in
                                         
                                         Sound of the suburbs
                                         
                                         Upstairs in his room.
                                         
                                         So, Andy,
                                         
    
                                         the question which is on everyone's lips
                                         
                                         and mine most of all
                                         
                                         is what have you been reading?
                                         
                                         I've actually been reading two things
                                         
                                         in the last week.
                                         
                                         Don't worry.
                                         
                                         I'm not going to talk about that one.
                                         
                                         Andy's got an Andy Bruckner on his desk.
                                         
    
                                         I'm not going to talk about that one.
                                         
                                         Much to the surprise
                                         
                                         of everyone around the table.
                                         
                                         So I've been reading Michael Nesmith's autobiography.
                                         
                                         Michael Nesmith, who originally started out in the Monkees.
                                         
                                         You might talk about that another week.
                                         
                                         I'm going to talk about it another week.
                                         
                                         But I've also been reading Papa Nez.
                                         
    
                                         I'll bring in Papa Nez's recipe for beer.
                                         
                                         You two gentlemen can judge it.
                                         
                                         Is he the one with the hat?
                                         
                                         He's the one with the bottle hat.
                                         
                                         He was the one with the hat 50 years ago.
                                         
                                         Yes. Sorry, Mike, if you're listening.
                                         
                                         Did he play
                                         
                                         all that fancy guitar stuff on Valerie?
                                         
    
                                         No, but he mimed it
                                         
                                         superbly. He did, I was going to say.
                                         
                                         Wait till we talk about it.
                                         
                                         I know. I just remember someone saying
                                         
                                         that's no monkey playing the guitar
                                         
                                         with some
                                         
                                         DJ. It's always stuck in the guitar. With some DJ.
                                         
                                         It's always stuck in my mind.
                                         
    
                                         You know when you hear a song,
                                         
                                         and you think, oh, that's brilliant.
                                         
                                         I can't remember that on the TV show.
                                         
                                         And then it was,
                                         
                                         yeah, that was Valerie by the Monkees,
                                         
                                         and that was no monkey playing the guitar.
                                         
                                         So, anyway.
                                         
                                         Anyway.
                                         
    
                                         Turns out that's true,
                                         
                                         but not in the way I thought.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         But I've been reading a novel by Rose McC McCauley called The World My Wilderness and this is a really good example of one of those things where
                                         
                                         I'm indebted to people I know and people I don't know on Twitter several of whom had said to me
                                         
                                         have you read anything by Rose McCauley because you don't have to be friends on Twitter do you
                                         
                                         the World My Wilderness by Rose McCauley.
                                         
                                         It's a fantastic...
                                         
    
                                         I absolutely love this book.
                                         
                                         I can't help thinking that we will do a full episode on it
                                         
                                         because, first of all, I see people talk about it quite a lot
                                         
                                         and, second of all, it's so good and there's so much to say about it.
                                         
                                         So I think this one is me...
                                         
                                         Another Virago classic.
                                         
                                         Yeah, me giving people an early heads-up.
                                         
                                         So this is a novel that's set in france and in
                                         
    
                                         london immediately after the second world war and it's about uh a young woman in her late teens
                                         
                                         called barbara denniston who is whose nickname is barbary for a very good reason and her young step brother who have been allowed to run wild
                                         
                                         with the Maquis in France towards the end of the occupation and their stepfather has been drowned
                                         
                                         by the resistance after the war even though the extent to which he collaborated is very unclear
                                         
                                         and left very vague within the novel.
                                         
                                         And she and he are moved back to London, post-Blitz London,
                                         
                                         which is still recovering from bomb damage, the black market,
                                         
                                         and they are in turn left to run free
                                         
    
                                         as though they were members of the Maquis.
                                         
                                         And the book is a sort of...
                                         
                                         It's full of these incredible descriptions
                                         
                                         of characters' motivations,
                                         
                                         having been part of the war,
                                         
                                         even if they weren't part
                                         
                                         of the war what does peace mean when you have been through an experience which has revealed
                                         
                                         things about you and everyone you know that you would have preferred not to know and certainly
                                         
    
                                         for children which is what these are they are um ill-equipped to process what has happened to them so one of the things that this
                                         
                                         book is about is you gradually get a sense of the things that had happened to barbary during the war
                                         
                                         you but they're not presented to you as a kind of and here's the psychological reason why she's
                                         
                                         behaving like this they are only ever alluded to or hinted at what matters is the trauma rather
                                         
                                         than the cause of the trauma so dealing with the
                                         
                                         cause of the trauma it's you're left quite clear is impossible all you can deal with is the
                                         
                                         aftermath how do we deal with the aftermath of a war is really what the book is about and because
                                         
                                         it's set it's got these incredible descriptions of the french countryside but it's also and the
                                         
    
                                         reason why i think people have really started to talk about this book
                                         
                                         and find this book, Rose Macaulay, who is famous, of course,
                                         
                                         for writing The Towers of Trebizond, which is the novel after this one,
                                         
                                         in the late 50s.
                                         
                                         But there are these incredible descriptions in this book
                                         
                                         of the area around St. Paul's Cathedral,
                                         
                                         which had been substantially bombed in the Blitz, where the children play, where certain black marketeers come and hang out,
                                         
                                         but where nature is reclaiming the bombed out.
                                         
    
                                         So I'm just going to read this opening.
                                         
                                         I'd almost like to read the
                                         
                                         whole chapter because it's only two pages but this is from about halfway through the book
                                         
                                         and this is this is this will give you some idea of the mixture of modes of character and and prose
                                         
                                         in the book so this is quite typical chapter 18 the maze of little streets threading through the wilderness
                                         
                                         the broken walls the great pits with their dense forests of bracken and bramble golden ragwort and
                                         
                                         coltsfoot fennel and fox club and vetch all the wild rambling shrubs that spring from ruin the
                                         
                                         vaults and cellars and deep caves the wrecked guild halls that had belonged to saddlers, merchant
                                         
    
                                         tailors, haberdashers, wax chandlers, barbers, brewers, coopers and coachmakers, all the
                                         
                                         ancient city fraternities, the broken office stairways that spiralled steeply past empty
                                         
                                         doorways and rubbled closets into the sky, empty shells of churches with their towers
                                         
                                         still strangely spiring above the wilderness
                                         
                                         their empty window arches where green boughs pushed in their broken pavement floors
                                         
                                         St Vedast's, St Alban's, St Anne's and St Agnes, St Giles' Cripplegate
                                         
                                         its tower high above the rest the ghosts of churches burnt in an earlier fire
                                         
                                         St Olav's and St John Zachary's, haunting the green-flowered
                                         
    
                                         churchyards that bore their names, the ghosts of taverns where merchants and clerks had drunk,
                                         
                                         of restaurants where they had eaten. All this scarred and hoarded green and stone and brambled
                                         
                                         wilderness lying under the august sun, a hum with insects and a stir with secret darting burrowing life received the return
                                         
                                         traveler into its dwellings with a wrecked indifferent calm here its cliffs and chasms
                                         
                                         and caves seem to say is your home here you belong you cannot get away you do not wish to get away for this is the maquis that lies about the margins
                                         
                                         of the wrecked world and here your feet are set here you find the irremediable barbarism that
                                         
                                         comes up from the depth of the earth and that you have known elsewhere where are the roots that
                                         
                                         clutch what branches grow out of this stony rubbish son of man you cannot say or guess Wow.
                                         
    
                                         How about that?
                                         
                                         How about that?
                                         
                                         I mean, I got goosebumps as i was reading it to you there
                                         
                                         that is such a wonderful book the world my wilderness by rose mccauley i really hope we
                                         
                                         come back and do that book on on here because uh brilliant i just like an excuse to read it again
                                         
                                         such a good book fantastic john what have you been reading i have been reading this week uh novel by ben myers who is a friend a friend of backlisted indeed benjamin myers uh who is the gallows pole
                                         
                                         ben has as you know has won portico prize for literature he also won pig iron was the winner
                                         
                                         of the great novel pig iron was the inaugural winner of the Gordon Byrne Prize and this is a historical
                                         
    
                                         novel set in the late 18th century in the Upper Calder Valley which is where Ben himself lives
                                         
                                         published by the brilliant small publisher Blue Moose who are based in Hebden Bridge and it is a
                                         
                                         it's based on a true story of King David Hartley and the Crag Vale Coiners.
                                         
                                         Now, the coining was basically late 18th century.
                                         
                                         It was, you'd get coins, the coin of the realm, and you'd clip it with shears,
                                         
                                         and then you'd melt down what you clipped, and you'd make it into new coins.
                                         
                                         So it was a way of making more money out of money, and massively illegal.
                                         
                                         And the Crag Vale Coiners were the most brilliantly efficient. coin so it was a way of making more money out of money and massively illegal and the cragvale
                                         
    
                                         coin coiners were the most brilliantly efficient they lived on the high moors and hardly he kind
                                         
                                         of ran it as a as a kingdom he's known as the king um he's kind of semi-mythical figure but
                                         
                                         he was a real historical figure and obviously eventually without giving too much away the excisemen tracked
                                         
                                         them down uh they persuaded one of uh one of the cragwell coins to turn uh evidence and and it's
                                         
                                         really the descent of it's the capture and then the the the narrative of the book is is the um
                                         
                                         the eventual arrest and imprisonment,
                                         
                                         and I think I can tell you without giving too much away,
                                         
                                         the execution of David Hartley.
                                         
    
                                         But it's also interleaved with his own kind of phonetically harsh,
                                         
                                         written-out statement.
                                         
                                         I think it's a brilliant novel.
                                         
                                         I mean, fans of The Wake, fans of Sarah Perry,
                                         
                                         it is, as you'd imagine, it's full of millstone grit
                                         
                                         and bracken and the high moors,
                                         
                                         and it's full of old pagan English.
                                         
                                         I mean, the language in the book,
                                         
    
                                         he's obviously researched it to a huge degree,
                                         
                                         not only the stories and the historical accuracy,
                                         
                                         but the dialect words.
                                         
                                         It's so incredibly...
                                         
                                         There's nothing dry about it.
                                         
                                         It doesn't smell at all, as they say, of the lamp.
                                         
                                         He turns it into a fantastically fast-paced thriller,
                                         
                                         but with this incredible character, Hartley,
                                         
    
                                         who you don't know whether is a monster.
                                         
                                         And the book is cleverly
                                         
                                         written so there are times when you know what was this was this a true story about it was it just a
                                         
                                         story that everybody told about Hartley um but he's a he's a he's a he is a sort of pre-epic
                                         
                                         strong powerful um I mean it's it's they're strange we'll come on to with Baldwin later
                                         
                                         you know the kind of the the sort of the of the pagan versus Christian sort of views of the universe.
                                         
                                         And I'm not going to read much.
                                         
                                         There's just one tiny little bit, which is from one of the monologues, which are David Hartley's own autobiography.
                                         
    
                                         With this stump of lead and what paper it is I have wangled from the turnkey.
                                         
                                         He's writing this when he's in jail.
                                         
                                         I have writ a poem that I call the song
                                         
                                         of the Cragvale Coiners and it goes like
                                         
                                         this. It goes
                                         
                                         hot Yorkshire blood and
                                         
                                         tough Yorkshire bones, stiff Yorkshire
                                         
                                         prick and stout Yorkshire stones
                                         
    
                                         there's no man can map
                                         
                                         where it is a fearsome Cragvale
                                         
                                         clipper goes and that's real
                                         
                                         man's poetry, is that.
                                         
                                         That makes it sound more...
                                         
                                         I think it's a really, really interesting,
                                         
                                         powerful, original historical novel.
                                         
                                         And I think it's getting a bit of traction
                                         
    
                                         and it deserves to get a hold on.
                                         
                                         You know, if you like...
                                         
                                         I mean, it's just great.
                                         
                                         That sort of Ted Hughes vein,
                                         
                                         one of the problems I have with it
                                         
                                         is its utter lack of humour. But there's masses... What I love about Ben's writing is it's just great. That sort of Ted Hughes vein, one of the problems I have with it is its utter lack of humour.
                                         
                                         But there's masses...
                                         
                                         What I love about Ben's writing is it's...
                                         
    
                                         Yes, it is an alternative history of the North.
                                         
                                         It's a history of oppression.
                                         
                                         You know, the Cragvale Coiners are...
                                         
                                         Like the Levellers or the Chartists,
                                         
                                         what they were trying to do was to give a big fat finger
                                         
                                         to the oppressive, increasingly imperial British state
                                         
                                         by running their own country.
                                         
                                         But he manages to do that with a
                                         
    
                                         massive amount of humour and quite a bit of
                                         
                                         you know, this is not a book that
                                         
                                         is
                                         
                                         that anyone
                                         
                                         you know, you don't have to be
                                         
                                         interested in the north of England to pick it up.
                                         
                                         It's just a really good story.
                                         
                                         No special pleasing. Well, I know of England to pick it up. It's just a really good story. No special reason.
                                         
    
                                         Well, I know.
                                         
                                         Because I know.
                                         
                                         I'm selling it hard to hear.
                                         
                                         You don't have to come from Hepton's store to enjoy it.
                                         
                                         But it helps.
                                         
                                         Before we get into the main business of the show,
                                         
                                         as if we haven't delayed this long enough,
                                         
                                         as you know, we're doing each week now
                                         
    
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                                         it is the chilling, I think brilliant debut by a thriller writer who will be writing many more
                                         
                                         thrillers, Carenza Jennings and Seas of Snow. My name is Carenza Jennings. I'm the author of
                                         
                                         a psychological thriller called Seas of Snow, which is a story which explores at the heart of
                                         
                                         it whether evil is born or made. It's about a
                                         
    
                                         life lifted and liberated by poetry, but it's a very, very bleak, dark story. It's also about a
                                         
                                         life haunted in fear. It's the story of a little girl called Gracie Scott who lives in North East
                                         
                                         Tyneside. It's around the time of the Second World War in the early 50s. And when her Uncle Joe comes into her life, her life changes forever.
                                         
                                         Uncle Joe turns out to be a psychopath.
                                         
                                         And what I was trying to do in Seas of Snow
                                         
                                         is explore the mind and motives of a psychopath.
                                         
                                         In my life, I always find that literature,
                                         
                                         and poetry in particular, is the greatest solace.
                                         
    
                                         It's almost like the best self-help on the planet
                                         
                                         when you can dive into
                                         
                                         books and worlds of your imagination and particularly poetry because it takes so much
                                         
                                         thought you can sort of unpick the words and you hear how they sound and you read them out loud
                                         
                                         and they come together in this incredible beauty and they whisk you away and I find I lose myself
                                         
                                         when I read poetry and I lose myself when I read books. So when I was trying to think about
                                         
                                         how could a little girl who's subjected to such awful torments and abuses try to cope with it,
                                         
                                         it was all about escaping into her imagination. So partly she does that with playtime with her
                                         
    
                                         best friend Billy, who lives up the road in her little street, and partly it's diving into
                                         
                                         literature and she discovers the beauty of poetry And she discovers it through school, through a school teacher, a very kindly English teacher helps her get to grips with it.
                                         
                                         And what I partly wanted to do with that as well is help people see how incredibly wonderful poetry can be.
                                         
                                         It's not scary and intimidating.
                                         
                                         A lot of people think poetry is either boring or just a little bit difficult to get.
                                         
                                         And I wanted to sort of show it through a little girl's eyes. So she's only sort of five or six when we first meet her in the book but she
                                         
                                         begins to fall in love with sounds and words and it takes her away and it lifts her and it liberates
                                         
                                         her. Chapter one, Claws. She could still feel the lingering stench of his presence. Soap suds were melting away around
                                         
    
                                         her softly. The cold water shivered into her. His darkness had breathed into the room and the ash
                                         
                                         bit of foulness of him enveloped her small white form. He had reached down and seared her skin
                                         
                                         with his touch. She looked down and tucked her chin onto her knees. Of course the picture she presented
                                         
                                         to the world was a mask. What choice did she have? The rain trickled into dropleted patterns down the
                                         
                                         glass, rivulets darting about, fat luscious large ones and tiny sparkly little ones, almost swimming. A kind of kinetic energy which belied the mistiness of the rainfall.
                                         
                                         Outside, the view is hazy through the spray.
                                         
                                         Splashes of green and grey, the odd moment of purple or yellow.
                                         
                                         Spring then.
                                         
    
                                         Her heart was beginning to beat with that familiar anxiety.
                                         
                                         Inside, she knew she just had to get through it again.
                                         
                                         Deep breaths. There was a straggly set of daffodils squatting in a white china vase downstairs.
                                         
                                         The formica gleamed, a scent of polish lingering in the air, Harpic and Jay's fluid, bitter
                                         
                                         piercing. It was a house that looked like one of those dream homes you saw in pictures.
                                         
                                         But this wasn't a place anyone could call a home.
                                         
                                         It wasn't home meant to mean something warm and inviting, safe and cosy, hearth and heart, home, sweet home.
                                         
                                         This house was a dream that never was.
                                         
    
                                         A game of make-believe, of nightmares.
                                         
                                         When I was writing Seas of Snow, I was thinking very much about a female audience and I was
                                         
                                         thinking about mums and all the people that have children in their lives. And I was particularly
                                         
                                         thinking I wanted to write something where when you read it, you'd want to hug every child in your life that bit tighter
                                         
                                         before they went to bed at night. What I've discovered having now written it and having
                                         
                                         lots of different people read it is just as many men are loving it as women and I'm really really
                                         
                                         pleased about that. It sort of shows a sweet sort of humanity I think in all the various readers
                                         
                                         that I have come across and I've been reading the reviews on Amazon which are amazing
                                         
    
                                         I looked this morning there were 88 reviews on Amazon
                                         
                                         of which 85 are five star
                                         
                                         you know a lot of them are completely anonymous
                                         
                                         but some are men some are women
                                         
                                         and it's just touched me profoundly
                                         
                                         that just as many men as women seem to be enjoying it
                                         
                                         in fact there's one in particular
                                         
                                         one chap whose other favourite book is The Wasp Factory
                                         
    
                                         so I was rather pleased about that.
                                         
                                         Seas of Snow by Carenza Jennings is out now, published by Unbound,
                                         
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                                         We've talked about books enough. Now for some capitalism.
                                         
                                         So, after that message from our sponsors, let's get to the meat of the podcast, which is...
                                         
                                         Yes, because, in fact, we didn't just ask Niven in to sit and listen to us.
                                         
                                         Entertaining as it is.
                                         
                                         So, we are here to talk about Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone by James Baldwin.
                                         
    
                                         I had read two books by James Baldwin before I read this, Niven,
                                         
                                         and so I sort of slightly foolishly thought I knew what I was going to get
                                         
                                         and it's not what I got at all.
                                         
                                         Before I ask you about the book, should we just say what the book is about?
                                         
                                         We can probably do it in a line.
                                         
                                         It's the story of an actor who has a heart attack on stage.
                                         
                                         At the top of his game.
                                         
                                         And looks back over his life to see
                                         
    
                                         how he got there. The great name
                                         
                                         of Leo Proudhammer
                                         
                                         and
                                         
                                         it's essentially
                                         
                                         the kind of in and out of consciousness of the
                                         
                                         heart attack enables him
                                         
                                         to look back over his life
                                         
                                         and in a way the forging
                                         
    
                                         of the personality
                                         
                                         who has had the heart attack.
                                         
                                         So I think he's 39 when he has the heart attack.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         And it's interesting because it was written in 68,
                                         
                                         it makes it sound like 39 is...
                                         
                                         He's literally on the point of death even before the heart attack.
                                         
                                         It's kind of nuts.
                                         
    
                                         That's really true. There's several points where...
                                         
                                         They're like, you're an old man, he's 39.
                                         
                                         Yeah, yeah's 39.
                                         
                                         What does Christopher call him? Old Daddy?
                                         
                                         So, Niven, I want to break the first question that I normally ask into two separate bits, and we'll see why in a moment.
                                         
                                         So when did you first read James Baldwin?
                                         
                                         Well, I've got a very specific answer,
                                         
                                         and this is sort of another high culture, pop culture reference.
                                         
    
                                         I basically discovered Baldwin reading an interview with Madonna
                                         
                                         in Vanity Fair in 1991,
                                         
                                         when it was just before In Bed With Madonna came out
                                         
                                         and she was literally living in Hollywood
                                         
                                         and she'd stopped making records and all she was doing was making films.
                                         
                                         And she'd bought the rights to Giovanni's Room
                                         
                                         and she was talking about how she'd always been obsessed
                                         
                                         with James Baldwin as a young person reading
                                         
    
                                         and she really wanted to make it into a film.
                                         
                                         And I read that and I said, you know,
                                         
                                         James Baldwin, who was an incendiary black American writer in the 60s,
                                         
                                         and it was a completely taboo subject of two gay men
                                         
                                         when it was published in the 50s and it was out of print
                                         
                                         and she wanted to put it out.
                                         
                                         And I read that and thought, I want to read that book.
                                         
                                         And that's basically kind of how I discovered him.
                                         
    
                                         But I couldn't find Giovanni's Room.
                                         
                                         The first book I read, I think, was Another Country
                                         
                                         and Go Tell It on a Mountain, then Giovanni's Room.
                                         
                                         And then probably in the space of about two years,
                                         
                                         I was just hoovering up whichever books I could find.
                                         
                                         So he's probably a cornerstone for me from a really young age.
                                         
                                         And also we should say that although a lot of books by,
                                         
                                         a lot of James Baldwin's work is in print in the UK
                                         
    
                                         and all of it is in print in the States,
                                         
                                         as far as I can tell.
                                         
                                         Tell me how long the train's been gone.
                                         
                                         Although it has been in print in this country,
                                         
                                         Penguin had it in 20th century classics.
                                         
                                         It's not available at the moment.
                                         
                                         Not that i could you
                                         
                                         have to get you have to import the american vintage yeah that's what i had to do yeah yeah
                                         
    
                                         and so okay so that's changed so how old so how old were you roughly 19 yeah that's a good age
                                         
                                         to be finding this isn't it i think finding ball yeah 18 19 so yeah from age about 18 to 21 i kind
                                         
                                         of read everything so tell me how long the train's been gone is
                                         
                                         published in 1968 yes basically this is the first novel he wrote after another country so that was
                                         
                                         like he had a big hit novel maybe like four or five years ago yeah in between he was writing
                                         
                                         essays and he wrote plays yeah but then this was the first big novel so there was a lot of
                                         
                                         expectation and we should also make the point and this and I'm sure we'll come back to this,
                                         
                                         that those five or six years that separate the publication of another country
                                         
    
                                         and Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone weren't any old five or six years.
                                         
                                         They were 1962 to 1968 in America.
                                         
                                         Very tumultuous time for Baldwin personally and for society in general.
                                         
                                         So let's talk about this book, Nivin. When you read it, what did you think of it? Can you remember?
                                         
                                         I think what I really remember, what struck me the most was that it felt like it was a composite
                                         
                                         of a lot of things that had come before. It's the first, I think, more so than the other novels. It's very much a product of someone
                                         
                                         who has been writing a lot of essays as well as a lot of fiction.
                                         
                                         And it's treating the novel in a completely different way.
                                         
    
                                         The first novel was about a stepson's relationship
                                         
                                         with his preached father.
                                         
                                         Another country was about Bohemian community in New York and jazz.
                                         
                                         And this is about acting.
                                         
                                         I mean, acting, I suppose it's those two things Another Country was about Bohemian community in New York and jazz. And this is about acting.
                                         
                                         I mean, acting, I suppose it's those two things that are the strands in what else he does with his work.
                                         
                                         And when you read the later novels,
                                         
                                         nothing is as distilled as this book.
                                         
    
                                         It's quite unruly in a way.
                                         
                                         Oh, very much.
                                         
                                         There's a lot more finesse in the others.
                                         
                                         And obviously this didn't strike me at the time, but it strikes me now.
                                         
                                         Probably out of all the books, I think it's
                                         
                                         definitely the angriest novel.
                                         
                                         There's all sorts of reasons why that might be.
                                         
                                         Which we'll come on to.
                                         
    
                                         I want to say this up front,
                                         
                                         that I found this quite
                                         
                                         challenging to read, and yet
                                         
                                         if I opened it now at any page,
                                         
                                         I guarantee you I could find something
                                         
                                         sensational to read out. As a novel, I think it kind at any page, I guarantee you I could find something sensational to read out.
                                         
                                         As a novel, I think it kind of stumbles along.
                                         
                                         And it's very wordy, more than the others.
                                         
    
                                         And I think the other thing as well,
                                         
                                         which probably makes it a harder read than any of the other books,
                                         
                                         is because it's about actors, it's really theatrical
                                         
                                         and it's really, really lovely.
                                         
                                         And they probably speak way more than
                                         
                                         you would see in any of his
                                         
                                         other books. There's an ease of speaking
                                         
                                         I think in the other books.
                                         
    
                                         I mean, you feel that.
                                         
                                         I know he was famously somebody
                                         
                                         who did a lot of drafts. This feels like a
                                         
                                         novel that probably could have done with...
                                         
                                         Ah, there's a story that goes with this
                                         
                                         which is actually incredibly interesting.
                                         
                                         And it kind of ends in a slightly kind of...
                                         
                                         I was wondering how he was going to end it.
                                         
    
                                         So he handed the manuscript in.
                                         
                                         I don't know if you know this story or not.
                                         
                                         He handed the manuscript in.
                                         
                                         And shortly afterwards, Martin Luther King was assassinated.
                                         
                                         Ah, right.
                                         
                                         And they came back to him and said, here are the proofs.
                                         
                                         And he said, I can't do this.
                                         
                                         Do what you want.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, I can't do it.
                                         
                                         So there's a slight feeling that i mean i feel it reads slightly like somebody who is
                                         
                                         trying to find their way to the next thing they want to write about even within the novel
                                         
                                         i've got not to say that isn't full of magnificent stuff i think when you break it down there's just
                                         
                                         so much that jumps but this is why i really love this book because it's just such a forgotten book yeah in a lot of ways this comes right in the middle of his career but it's
                                         
                                         really pivotal to everything that came before and everything that came afterwards i just want to i
                                         
                                         really love it i just wanted to read this quote out this is a quote from conversation an interview
                                         
                                         that hilton alice gave you know the new yorker theater critic who just won the pulitzer prize
                                         
    
                                         talking about baldwin and he coined this phrase.
                                         
                                         There's a magnificent article,
                                         
                                         which I commend to everyone listening to this,
                                         
                                         a very long article which is online in two parts
                                         
                                         that ran in both the LRB and The Guardian,
                                         
                                         written by Comte Toy Bean in 2001 about Baldwin.
                                         
                                         I cannot recommend it highly enough.
                                         
                                         Utterly brilliant bit of critical writing.
                                         
    
                                         And he quotes Hilton House then. And Hilton House,
                                         
                                         who is himself a black, gay
                                         
                                         writer, describes
                                         
                                         Baldwin's style, his
                                         
                                         high faggot style.
                                         
                                         And this is what he
                                         
                                         says about him.
                                         
                                         And his influence on House's work.
                                         
    
                                         He says, what you learned then as a
                                         
                                         gay person was how to survive in gay bars,
                                         
                                         so the language had to be very precise,
                                         
                                         sometimes beautiful, sometimes ugly.
                                         
                                         The thing that was systematic about the writing was the emotion throughout.
                                         
                                         That didn't necessarily mean the idea was going to be consistent.
                                         
                                         Baldwin wrote,
                                         
                                         In arias of feeling and thought,
                                         
    
                                         and when he'd get bored with one idea, he'd go on to another. So true. This took me years of reading to understand. I was so taken by his
                                         
                                         certainty of feeling. It was the thing that really made me see that it was possible to live a life
                                         
                                         that had value in literature and one thing I learned fromwin as a writer was to use singing the sound of singing
                                         
                                         as prose to make prose sound like an aria to bring a chorus in to take actual lyrics and expand on
                                         
                                         them and i i i when i read that um i only read that yesterday i thought i sort of heaved a sigh
                                         
                                         of relief because i kind of okay, OK, that, you know,
                                         
                                         one doesn't need permission for one's opinions.
                                         
                                         But I kind of thought, OK,
                                         
    
                                         this really makes me understand a lot more
                                         
                                         about where Baldwin's coming from.
                                         
                                         So that even as he's writing,
                                         
                                         he can kind of slightly lose interest
                                         
                                         in what he's writing about,
                                         
                                         but then find something else to really take off with.
                                         
                                         Because this is not the most tightly plotted book at all.
                                         
                                         It's a very kind of expansive, lumbering...
                                         
    
                                         It almost feels, in the three, there are three sections to it,
                                         
                                         sort of like a symphonic kind of...
                                         
                                         Yes.
                                         
                                         The mood music of the three different sections are quite different.
                                         
                                         What I love about him is that he
                                         
                                         you're right about the sort of
                                         
                                         slightly losing interest but when he
                                         
                                         needs to nail a scene
                                         
    
                                         Oh yeah. Amazing scene
                                         
                                         with Caleb's
                                         
                                         his brother's
                                         
                                         the main character. I think he really sings
                                         
                                         in those. Yeah.
                                         
                                         I love that. I think
                                         
                                         the brother being arrested think that the brother being
                                         
                                         arrested and then the brother coming back amazing scene where he and his brother sort of comfort one
                                         
    
                                         another that's a lovely thing that idea of feeling that his certainty of feeling i don't know i know
                                         
                                         not your favorite but there are times in it when he reminded me of that in lawrence dh lawrence
                                         
                                         where you feel you know you may be going on a crazy rollercoaster ride,
                                         
                                         but the ability to nail the psychological, emotional intensity.
                                         
                                         Lawrence, I can see that, but it really reminded me of Hubert Selby.
                                         
                                         Not just some of the low-life stuff.
                                         
                                         Just the visceral...
                                         
                                         Yeah, but the musicality of it.
                                         
    
                                         It's the kind of rhythmical...
                                         
                                         Aria is such a brilliant way of describing those little chains of words that he puts together.
                                         
                                         But also what I find interesting about him
                                         
                                         in terms of what he wants to write about in fiction
                                         
                                         is he's really...
                                         
                                         He has a really strong interest in performers
                                         
                                         and people who express that side of themselves
                                         
                                         in a way he can't as a writer.
                                         
    
                                         So, you know, the first novel is very heavily influenced
                                         
                                         by jazz and jazz musicians.
                                         
                                         This is about, you know, acting.
                                         
                                         One of the later novels, Just About My Head,
                                         
                                         is about a gospel singer.
                                         
                                         He's really interested in those mechanics and those people.
                                         
                                         Like, he's in sort of wonderment about how do they do that?
                                         
                                         Jacqueline Goldsby, who is the person who was in conversation
                                         
    
                                         with Hilton House in the little thing I just read,
                                         
                                         she says something very similar to that.
                                         
                                         She says,
                                         
                                         Baldwin, too, thought very hard about the necessities
                                         
                                         of private experience, private life, of the internal.
                                         
                                         I actually find the formlessness of the novels
                                         
                                         after Another Country to be part of the point.
                                         
                                         He's trying to figure out how to push the novel form
                                         
    
                                         into new relations with other forms,
                                         
                                         whether it's song or theatre or photography or cinema.
                                         
                                         And Hilton House says,
                                         
                                         I hadn't thought of it that way but you're right
                                         
                                         that's amazing, he was bringing in his
                                         
                                         various frustrations with other mediums
                                         
                                         to the form
                                         
                                         and frustration, you know frustration
                                         
    
                                         is a big thing in this book. He'd written two plays
                                         
                                         by this point and you really
                                         
                                         feel his frustration with
                                         
                                         the slow pace of the American theatre
                                         
                                         and trying to get his
                                         
                                         preoccupation, they don't match what you know, what he wanted to do.
                                         
                                         So when they're in summer stock,
                                         
                                         they're doing these plays that really mean nothing.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         Would you want to read to us a little bit from...
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         Tell me how long the train's been gone
                                         
                                         so we can hear it at Baldwin at work.
                                         
                                         So this is quite late in the book
                                         
                                         when he's still training to be an actor
                                         
                                         and he's a waiter in a village,
                                         
    
                                         in a restaurant in the village in New York.
                                         
                                         You get a sense of the time, it's probably like late 50s,
                                         
                                         so it's kind of quite sort of beat-esque.
                                         
                                         And it's just a really great description
                                         
                                         of the customers in the village and just, you know,
                                         
                                         it's just really... Anyway.
                                         
                                         Here they come.
                                         
                                         The nice blonde girl from Minneapolis
                                         
    
                                         who lived in the village with her black musician husband.
                                         
                                         Eventually, he went mad and she turned into a lush.
                                         
                                         I don't know what happened to their little boy.
                                         
                                         Here they come, Rhoda and Sam, the happiest young couple in the village.
                                         
                                         She committed suicide and he vanished into Spain.
                                         
                                         Here they come, two girls who worked in advertising and who lived together in fear and trembling,
                                         
                                         who told me all about their lives one drunken night.
                                         
                                         One of them found a psychiatrist,
                                         
    
                                         married a very fat boy in advertising and moved to California,
                                         
                                         and they are now very successful on vocal fascists.
                                         
                                         I don't know what happened to the other girl.
                                         
                                         Here they come, the black man from Kentucky,
                                         
                                         who called himself an African prince
                                         
                                         and had some ridiculous name like Omar
                                         
                                         and his trembling Bryn Mawr girlfriend, whose virginity he wore like a flag.
                                         
                                         Her family eventually had him arrested and the girl married somebody else from Yale.
                                         
    
                                         Here they came, the brilliant, ageing Negro lawyer
                                         
                                         who lived on whiskey and Benzedrine and fat white women.
                                         
                                         Here they came, the bright-eyed boy from the South
                                         
                                         who was going to be a writer and who turned into a wino.
                                         
                                         Here they came, the boy who had just fled from his rich family in Florida
                                         
                                         and who was going to live a different life to theirs
                                         
                                         and who turned into a junkie.
                                         
                                         Here they came, the faggot painter and his lesbian wife
                                         
    
                                         who had an understanding with each other
                                         
                                         which made them brutally cruel to all their playmates
                                         
                                         and which welded them hatefully to each
                                         
                                         other it's really good really good i'm just going to read the blurb on the back of this copy i've
                                         
                                         got a dell copy from an american copy from 1968 right and uh with a somewhat lurid cover
                                         
                                         and the reason i want to read this out is well we normally read the blurb out but also it's
                                         
                                         important i think to put it in the context as i say of america in the late 60s and what happened
                                         
                                         to baldwin up to that point tell me how long the train's been gone is the story of leo proudhammer
                                         
    
                                         who rose from the bitter streets of harlem to become america's greatest black actor a powerful
                                         
                                         magnetic figure whose one-way path to success suddenly became an agonising crossroads.
                                         
                                         Here is a novel that tells it like it is,
                                         
                                         about sex, race and morality today.
                                         
                                         That's it.
                                         
                                         That's pretty good.
                                         
                                         And also the two main characters, you know,
                                         
                                         Barbara, his sort of on-off love interest,
                                         
    
                                         it's very sort of Richard Burton, Liz Taylor.
                                         
                                         It is.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         It is. Yeah. It is.
                                         
                                         And I mean, he's so, I love, he's such a good psychologist as well.
                                         
                                         And you know, there are so many of the, as well as the kind of the stuff,
                                         
                                         brilliant descriptive writing.
                                         
                                         You know, the two main things that kind of the book seems to be about,
                                         
    
                                         the difficulty of identity.
                                         
                                         How do you become a person?
                                         
                                         And also that it is a book about love,
                                         
                                         but it's a book about how difficult love is.
                                         
                                         And this is from really early on in the book,
                                         
                                         where he says,
                                         
                                         Everyone desires love, but also finds it impossible to believe that he deserves it.
                                         
                                         However great the private disasters to which love may lead,
                                         
    
                                         love itself is strikingly and mysteriously impersonal.
                                         
                                         It is a reality which is not altered
                                         
                                         by anything one does. Therefore, one does many things, turns the key in the lock over
                                         
                                         and over again, hoping to be locked out. Once locked out, one will never again be forced
                                         
                                         to encounter in the eyes of a stranger who loves him the impenetrable truth concerning
                                         
                                         the stranger, oneself, who is who is loved and yet one would prefer
                                         
                                         after all not to be locked out one would prefer merely that the key unlocked a less stunningly
                                         
                                         unusual door yeah and like you say there's there's there's so much of that in the book you know often
                                         
    
                                         just dropped in in the middle of kind of the narrative the narrative because it's a sort of philosophical
                                         
                                         treatise as much as it is a novel
                                         
                                         There's a film that came out
                                         
                                         was shortlisted in the
                                         
                                         Oscar documentary category last year
                                         
                                         just made it to Britain this year
                                         
                                         called I Am Not Your Negro
                                         
                                         and we have a
                                         
    
                                         and it's about James Baldwin
                                         
                                         in the 60s
                                         
                                         and there is a sense, we'll come on to this in a minute,
                                         
                                         that Baldwin flew too close to the civil rights flame in the 1960s
                                         
                                         for his own good as an artist.
                                         
                                         That is one narrative about Baldwin's career.
                                         
                                         I'm not saying that I agree with that,
                                         
                                         but that is one narrative about Baldwin's career.
                                         
    
                                         And we just have a clip here, which they use in the film which is Baldwin on the
                                         
                                         Dick Cavett show and you what you can hear Baldwin doing here I think is what you can read him doing
                                         
                                         in print that he is working on an almost musical level of rhetoric here I don't know what most
                                         
                                         white people in this country feel but I can only include what they feel from the state of their
                                         
                                         institutions I don't know if white Christians hate Negroes or not,
                                         
                                         but I know that we have a Christian church which is white
                                         
                                         and a Christian church which is black.
                                         
                                         I know, as Malcolm X once put it,
                                         
    
                                         that the most segregated hour in American life is high noon on Sunday.
                                         
                                         That says a great deal for me about a Christian nation.
                                         
                                         It means that I can't afford to trust most white Christians
                                         
                                         and certainly cannot trust the Christian church.
                                         
                                         I don't know whether the labor unions and their bosses really hate me.
                                         
                                         That doesn't matter, but I know I'm not in their unions.
                                         
                                         I don't know if the real estate lobby is anything against black people,
                                         
                                         but I know the real estate lobbies keep me in the ghetto.
                                         
    
                                         I don't know if the Board of Education hates black people,
                                         
                                         but I know the textbooks I give my children to read
                                         
                                         and the schools that we have to go to.
                                         
                                         Now, this is the evidence.
                                         
                                         You want me to make an act of faith,
                                         
                                         risking myself, my wife, my woman, my sister, my children,
                                         
                                         on some idealism which you assure me exists in America,
                                         
                                         which I have never seen.
                                         
    
                                         Thank you.
                                         
                                         It's a magnificent film,
                                         
                                         largely because Baldwin is, as you say,
                                         
                                         the power of the rhetoric.
                                         
                                         It's also a slightly depressing film
                                         
                                         because you feel the way that so much of the Black Lives Matter footage
                                         
                                         is cut into it with Baldwin's words being brilliantly performed
                                         
                                         kind of in a measured, angry way.
                                         
    
                                         I think I sort of felt sad for him by the end, though,
                                         
                                         because you got from the film that he was sidelined
                                         
                                         from a lot of the mainstream civil rights stuff because they didn't always want to share a platform with him. the end though because you felt you you you got from the film that he was he was sidelined from
                                         
                                         a lot of the mainstream civil rights stuff because they didn't always want to share a platform with
                                         
                                         him yeah and you get a lot of that frustration really comes out in this book yes particularly
                                         
                                         towards the end doesn't it where christopher who is his younger lover basically says you know you're
                                         
                                         you're kind of you know you are the man now you've become the man. You've got as much to lose as a white face.
                                         
                                         And there's some great passages where he's describing
                                         
    
                                         where Christopher's protecting him
                                         
                                         as he's going up to speak at these rallies and stuff.
                                         
                                         And there's a certain wistfulness there,
                                         
                                         especially after you watch the film and you think,
                                         
                                         actually, you say that he did a lot,
                                         
                                         but I don't think he did half as much as he would have liked.
                                         
                                         Yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         And that's's sort of sad
                                         
    
                                         In the early 1960s Baldwin went to live in
                                         
                                         France for a while because he couldn't stand
                                         
                                         it in the States and indeed
                                         
                                         Those three early novels are all written abroad
                                         
                                         he basically says that he couldn't write
                                         
                                         the idea of becoming a black novelist in
                                         
                                         America, I mean he goes and
                                         
                                         turns up on Richard Wright's doorstep
                                         
    
                                         and just says hey
                                         
                                         I love your work and And he also has a
                                         
                                         relationship with Ralph Ellison. But he then
                                         
                                         goes, he basically can't imagine
                                         
                                         himself becoming a writer in
                                         
                                         America. And he goes penniless. He doesn't speak any French.
                                         
                                         He's got no money. But going
                                         
                                         to Paris enables him to
                                         
    
                                         write. Well, I just want to read this little bit,
                                         
                                         if I may, from the book. I mean, this is
                                         
                                         supposedly Leo Proudhammer
                                         
                                         speaking, but it's hard not to
                                         
                                         hear Baldwin directly here by the way I don't think Baldwin's one of those writers who ever
                                         
                                         gets you know some writers get very annoyed if you if you say your works are autobiographical
                                         
                                         because he said there's the only thing you could write about is his experience he's talking about
                                         
                                         the states here right I was too tired to argue I didn't want to leave this fire or this room, but I wanted to get out of the country.
                                         
    
                                         I had had it among all these deadly and dangerous people who made their own lives and all the lives they touched so flat and stale and joyless.
                                         
                                         Once I thought a day would come when I would be able to get along with them.
                                         
                                         And indeed, the day had come. I got along with them by keeping them far from me.
                                         
                                         the day had come I got along with them by keeping them far from me I didn't have anything against them particularly or I had so much against them that the bill could now never be tallied and so
                                         
                                         had become irrelevant my countrymen impressed me simply as being on the whole the emptiest and most
                                         
                                         unattractive people in the world it seemed a great waste of one's only lifetime to be condemned to
                                         
                                         their chattering vicious vicious, pathetic,
                                         
                                         hysterically dishonest company. There were other things to do, other people to see. There was
                                         
    
                                         another way to live. I had seen it after all, and I knew, but I also knew that what I had seen,
                                         
                                         I had seen from a distance, a distance determined by my history. I was part of these people,
                                         
                                         no matter how bitterly I judged them. I would never
                                         
                                         be able to leave this country. I could only leave it briefly, like a drowning man coming up for air.
                                         
                                         I had the choice of perishing with these doomed people or of fleeing them, denying them, and in
                                         
                                         that effort, perishing. It was a very cunning trap and a very bitter joke. Yes.
                                         
                                         You know, it's really, again, that thing we were just talking about. The anger that you're saying about the...
                                         
                                         There are bits in this book that are so...
                                         
    
                                         That thing about learning to hate,
                                         
                                         particularly after he gets Caleb, his brother,
                                         
                                         to explain what's happened.
                                         
                                         Caleb is arrested and imprisoned
                                         
                                         and has a nightmarish experience in a southern jail.
                                         
                                         I mean, they're very, very powerful and affecting those scenes.
                                         
                                         Yeah, very much so.
                                         
                                         And he really changes from that point.
                                         
    
                                         Yeah, it's phenomenal.
                                         
                                         Let's go back to this thing about the effects
                                         
                                         of being so heavily involved in the civil rights movement in the 1960s.
                                         
                                         I mean, I thought the film was brilliant.
                                         
                                         But in attempting to focus and present you with Baldwin
                                         
                                         as a civil rights champion,
                                         
                                         he's actually very difficult to pin down, I think.
                                         
                                         Tremendously articulate.
                                         
    
                                         But then that's why he wrote those notes
                                         
                                         which became what that film was.
                                         
                                         He didn't want to write his
                                         
                                         history of the civil rights um era he wanted to write about lewis varrican yeah yeah luther king
                                         
                                         etc yeah so he you know even by doing that he was always he puts himself in a side figure role yeah
                                         
                                         yeah well we were talking earlier about the um because in a lot of ways, I think you watch that film, I don't feel like I really learn that much about him.
                                         
                                         No.
                                         
                                         It's about the era and the time
                                         
    
                                         and about his thoughts on those people who shaped the movement
                                         
                                         and it reflects his contribution to the movement,
                                         
                                         but he doesn't own it.
                                         
                                         I guess the thing...
                                         
                                         Maybe rightly so.
                                         
                                         I think you're right.
                                         
                                         I think what it was was a sort of brilliantly polemical film
                                         
                                         and what I came away from was that strong sense of him.
                                         
    
                                         And you get it from this book as well, that this is not my problem.
                                         
                                         It's white people's problems.
                                         
                                         And I thought he communicated that with an articulacy and a clarity,
                                         
                                         which is kind of rare.
                                         
                                         And it's interesting that we're talking about this book now.
                                         
                                         It's interesting that that movie's come out this year,
                                         
                                         because Baldwin could easily be one of those writers who sort of sunk.
                                         
                                         You know, he's never going to sell in the kind of John Updike level.
                                         
    
                                         He says once that he had no particular use for John Updike because he didn't really recognize Updike's universe.
                                         
                                         But he really understood the Cheever universe, which is interesting to me.
                                         
                                         understood the chiva universe which is interesting to me some of the bits of this book that i loved were he captures that despair that sense of your life being out of control and there was the moments
                                         
                                         where where leo goes and just sits in the park and drifts or there's an amazing scene where he
                                         
                                         gets lost on the subway yeah the old man picks him up and takes him home yeah and also he's really
                                         
                                         great on couples like, you know,
                                         
                                         Lola and Saul, the people who run that sort of dodgy sort of actor's studio.
                                         
                                         I mean, in a lot of ways, which we haven't talked about,
                                         
    
                                         this is a book about the theatre.
                                         
                                         And, you know, if you loved All About Eve,
                                         
                                         this is the sort of novel that you would read
                                         
                                         and would resonate really heavily.
                                         
                                         You know, Somerset, the actor's studio,
                                         
                                         the agony of what acting means,
                                         
                                         the ridiculousness of it,
                                         
                                         I mean, the pantomime of it.
                                         
    
                                         All about Eve, that's a brilliant point of comparison.
                                         
                                         I saw Baldwin described somewhere
                                         
                                         as he would speak with his Betty Davis cigarette.
                                         
                                         You know, because there's that sense of...
                                         
                                         And he was from that era.
                                         
                                         Yeah, yeah.
                                         
                                         This is his world.
                                         
                                         He loved the movies as well.
                                         
    
                                         You know, you get that from the movie,
                                         
                                         the movie, I'm Not Your Negro.
                                         
                                         But in this book, young Leo, you can sort of feel he's trying on hats yes he goes he goes to
                                         
                                         the movies and he oh i like that you know likes this actress like it's a book about finding a
                                         
                                         personality yeah and finding a personality through acting which is all about being somebody else yeah
                                         
                                         kind of i want to just mention i want to say thank you to alistair
                                         
                                         zaldua on twitter who when he saw that we were talking about this book he gave us a quote
                                         
                                         something that baldwin had said baldwin had been asked what is your favorite book and baldwin says
                                         
    
                                         there are two answers to that question a the next one and b the book that got the worst treatment
                                         
                                         bad publicity unfair reviews general ignorance of all my books.
                                         
                                         That was Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone.
                                         
                                         What a quote.
                                         
                                         Yeah.
                                         
                                         And one of the main planks of that reception was the review in the New York Times by Mario Puzo,
                                         
                                         who went on to write the book.
                                         
                                         It was presumably writing that had written The Godfather, 1968.
                                         
    
                                         And this relates to what we were talking about a few minutes ago.
                                         
                                         It starts, tragedy calls out for a great artist, revolution for a true prophet.
                                         
                                         Six years ago, James Baldwin predicted the black revolution that's now changing our society.
                                         
                                         His new novel, Tell Me How Long the Train's Been Gone, is his attempt to recreate, as an artist this time,
                                         
                                         the tragic condition of the Negro in America.
                                         
                                         He has not been successful.
                                         
                                         This is a simple-minded
                                         
                                         one-dimensional novel with mostly cardboard characters a polemical rather than narrative
                                         
    
                                         tone weak invention and poor selection of incident individual scenes have people talking too much for
                                         
                                         what the author has to say and crucial events are told by one character to another rather than
                                         
                                         created the construction the novel is theatrical,
                                         
                                         tidily nailed into a predictable form.
                                         
                                         Blah, blah, blah.
                                         
                                         Novelists are born sinners,
                                         
                                         and their salvation does not come so easily.
                                         
                                         And certainly the last role the artist should play is that of the prosecutor, the creator of a propaganda novel.
                                         
    
                                         A propaganda novel may be socially valuable,
                                         
                                         grapes of wrath, a gentleman's agreement,
                                         
                                         but it is not art
                                         
                                         what a damning review but also what a brilliant example of a review that written in the moment
                                         
                                         i can see must have yeah seemed truthful he just wasn't ready he wasn't ready for that book
                                         
                                         precisely that's so what i thought when iibin, when I read the review.
                                         
                                         I thought, you don't yet have the vocabulary or the thought processes to get your...
                                         
                                         I'm not saying this is the most successful novel in the world.
                                         
    
                                         It isn't.
                                         
                                         No, absolutely.
                                         
                                         But what it chooses to focus on, this is what's so important about it,
                                         
                                         how it chooses to focus on those things is, in its own slightly despairing way, revolutionary.
                                         
                                         I can't think of another book I've read like this. It's a really unusual book.
                                         
                                         Yeah, and especially because, you know, it was published at the time it came out, you
                                         
                                         know, 68, for sure. I think it's such a strong contribution.
                                         
                                         I couldn't agree more. And I think the point about anybody who's wanting to reach for a Baldwin
                                         
    
                                         after watching I'm Not Your Negro, this is a brilliant book to get
                                         
                                         because it has, I think, a lot of the emotional backstory
                                         
                                         that he was both proud and frustrated by his involvement in civil rights.
                                         
                                         His intelligence is too fine-grained to cope with the rhetoric
                                         
                                         and yet what you get out of the film is that sense of utter loss,
                                         
                                         of losing the three, Malcolm X and Martin Luther King and Medgar Evers.
                                         
                                         The sense of that is here in the book as well,
                                         
                                         and the kind of deep anger that wells up from time to time in it.
                                         
    
                                         It seemed to me that one of the fascinating things about Baldwin
                                         
                                         is even as he was being accepted as a fellow traveller by
                                         
                                         certain key figures in the civil rights movement
                                         
                                         he was being rejected by those same people
                                         
                                         because of his sexuality
                                         
                                         yeah it was a massive issue
                                         
                                         there are numerous instances of people
                                         
                                         not sharing a platform with him
                                         
    
                                         because he had written about homosexuality
                                         
                                         in a truthful and open
                                         
                                         way and we have a clip here from
                                         
                                         just a couple of months
                                         
                                         before the end of his life in 1987.
                                         
                                         Baldwin in London being interviewed by Mavis Nicholson
                                         
                                         about sexuality and love.
                                         
                                         Doesn't get better than that. Amazing.
                                         
    
                                         There's a prejudice that at one time was against homosexuals.
                                         
                                         At one time?
                                         
                                         Yeah, hold on. When it was a criminal offense,
                                         
                                         even. Then that got removed. The law. And people started to appear to accept. Back,
                                         
                                         it comes again now because of AIDS. It never went anywhere. It never went anywhere. It
                                         
                                         was attitude zone change because the law changes.
                                         
                                         I know that.
                                         
                                         And the homosexual question is like,
                                         
    
                                         it's like what we call the racial question.
                                         
                                         Nobody, no man and no woman,
                                         
                                         is precisely what they think they are.
                                         
                                         Love is where you find it.
                                         
                                         And you don't know where it will carry you.
                                         
                                         And it is a terrifying thing, love.
                                         
                                         It is the only human possibility, but it's terrifying.
                                         
                                         And a man can fall in love with a man,
                                         
    
                                         a woman can fall in love with a woman.
                                         
                                         There's nothing anybody can do about it.
                                         
                                         It's not in the province of the law.
                                         
                                         It's something you do with the church.
                                         
                                         And if you lie about that,
                                         
                                         if you lie about that, you lie about everything.
                                         
                                         And no one has a right to try to tell another human being
                                         
                                         whom he or she can or should love.
                                         
    
                                         What a privilege to be able to share that with people, don't you think?
                                         
                                         I find it incredibly stirring.
                                         
                                         Well, I think it's very much in the spirit in which this book is written,
                                         
                                         but one of the things I like about the book is I don't think it's a resolved book.
                                         
                                         It's not emotion recollected in tranquility it's sort of written at the at the kind of the height
                                         
                                         I think in some ways at the height of his his powers as a kind of creative but he you know the
                                         
                                         anger and the confusion and the that wanting to be loved and then not wanting to be loved and
                                         
                                         there's a bit towards the end where he says that one could
                                         
    
                                         not cling to happiness happiness simply submitted to no clinging and it's criminal to use the
                                         
                                         unspoken unrealized needs of another as a means of escorting him elaborately into the prison of
                                         
                                         those needs and sealing him there but on the other hand the stone i hope to offer was nevertheless a
                                         
                                         stone its edges drew blood and its weight was
                                         
                                         tremendous it was he's saying that freedom not happiness was the precious stone and i think he
                                         
                                         i guess that in the end that's the the path of the artist which is definitely the path he
                                         
                                         was about he had to tell the truth even though that came at the price of his own happiness. Well, listen, thank you, Niven.
                                         
                                         When one says, after doing one of these,
                                         
    
                                         it's been educational,
                                         
                                         it sounds like a sort of damning it with faint praise,
                                         
                                         but I mean that in the best possible way.
                                         
                                         I feel totally...
                                         
                                         Again, one of the things about doing this
                                         
                                         is being given an excuse to really learn something
                                         
                                         about a writer about whom you thought you knew stuff,
                                         
                                         but it turns out you didn't know stuff. know who i'd love to read more of i'm going to read one last one last
                                         
    
                                         tiny little bit about his mother the mother of leo in the book which said she was watching our father
                                         
                                         praying that the daylight would come before his spirit should be forever broken she was watching
                                         
                                         caleb praying that the daylight would come before his hope, which was his youth, should be forever
                                         
                                         destroyed. And she was watching me, wondering what I was learning and what I would be like when the
                                         
                                         daylight came. The daylight may always come, but it does not come for everybody and it does not come
                                         
                                         on time. It's just a book full of, I think, a book full of, and it may not be perfect,
                                         
                                         but I think it's just remarkable.
                                         
                                         Sorry, I think it's just really good.
                                         
    
                                         OK, that's probably a good moment on which to end.
                                         
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