The popularity of Surrealism and the surreal, at any given moment, is determined by a sense, among those who matter most, that disorientation and dream-like fragmentation are the name of the game, where raw consciousness is concerned. In other words, a general sense of things, reality, being fucked up. The next step is to see if you can take the disorientation and have fun with it, milk it for pleasure. Gardening at Night, the first full-length effort from Andrew Lundwall, is an exuberant romp through the garden of dream-like realities and real dreams. From twenty-first century America, the Neo-Surreal issues from the surreal— things don’t fall apart, but they do get crazy all the time. Like Breton and others before, Gardening at Night hurls itself off the cliff of all the craziness, and out-dreams reality in the process.
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