In 2002, while holding court in his office overlooking NYC's Madison Square Park, David Barker -- a friendly young Englishman editing a series of chapbooks on contemporary American fiction -- decided it might be nice to produce a set of books fixated not on individual novels, but on individual albums. A motley collection of musicians, critics, writers, and miscellaneous hangers-on would each devote 25,000 words to whatever record happened to fascinate them, from Dusty Springfield to Joy... More >>>