Mervyn Peake lezen is een plezier; Mervyn Peake voorgelezen krijgen door iemand die dat goe doet, is nog oneindig veel meer een plezier.
Beeld u in hoe dit klinkt:
The door knob moved and then the door began to open and Flay’s physical opposite began to appear around the opening. For some time, so it seemed to Flay, taut areas of cloth evolved in a great arc and then at last above them a head around the panels and the eyes embedded in that head concentrated their gaze upon Mr. Flay.
Flay stiffened — if it is possible for something already as stiff as a piece of teak to stiffen still further — and he lowered his head to the level of his clavicles and brought his shoulders up like a vulture. His arms were absolutely straight from the high shoulders to where the fists were clenched in his trouser pockets.
Swelter (…) stopped dead, and across his face little billows of flesh ran swiftly here and there until, as though they had determined to adhere to the same impulse, they swept up into both oceans of soft cheek, leaving between them a vacuum, a gaping segment like a slice cut from a melon. It was horrible. It was as though nature had lost control. As though the smile, as a concept, as a manifestation of pleasure, had been a mistake, for here on the face of Swelter the idea had been abused.
Yay!
Mag ik iedereen die wel eens op de fiets zit of in de auto of in de trein, van harte audioboeken aanraden?
Ja, het duurt even voor men er aan gewoon is dat het niet zo snel gaat als men zelf zou willen, dat er geen pagina’s kunnen overgeslaan worden, en dat er geen diagonaal lezen meer bij is.
Maar daar staat tegenover dat het u de kans geeft om elk. individueel. woord. en. elke/ individuele. zin. met onverdeelde aandacht op te nemen. Of, naar keuzen om alles over u te laten spoelen, zoals een massage van woorden.