Dusty Pink

<b>A cult classic in France, the first translation of a novel that captures a subjective stroll through an underground, glamorous Paris</b><p>finally there are the rolling stones who call for all these at the same time among them and around them: the policeman, the cross-dresser, the dancer, Frankenstein, the dandy, the robot<br>—from <i>Dusty Pink</i></p><p>Written with the hope of achieving a “dreary distant banality,” Jean-Jacques Schuhl's first novel is a subjective stroll through an underground, glamorous Paris, a city that slips into the background but never disappears, hovering on the verge of its own suppression. An elegiac and luminous cut-up, <i>Dusty Pink</i> brings together race wire results, editions of <i>France-Soir</i>, the lyrics to well-known British songs, scripts from famous old films, pharmaceutical leaflets, fashion ads, and strips and scraps of culture in which the avant-garde and academicism blur in an overview of the cultural scene. This world of atmospheres, portraits, and dazzling associations of ideas creates a plane of shimmering surfaces.</p><p>Published in French in 1972, Jean-Jacques Schuhl's <i>Dusty Pink</i> became a cult classic. This is its first translation.</p>