While convalescing, he read a variety of Western philosophers: Kierkegaard, Spinoza, Hume, Kafka, etc. Enamored of metaphysics, he then wrote down his own philosophy, which appears under the headings I. Critique of Pure Dread II.
Opening with a distant, unnerving vocal sample that sounds somehow panicked and detached at the same time, the track descends into pure dread: heartbeat thumps drift in and out of the scattered percussion and looming, leering synth sweeps becoming increasingly tense and queasy.
And it is, of course, not the people of Scotland's concern what we in our immoderation might do to one another now or in the future; but I blush to say that all that shaking the night of the vote was pure Belfast dread.
And what's real is that emotions are likely to be all over the place for both of you, from pure joy to absolute dread.
Mr. Zinoman, a frequent contributor to The New York Times, concentrates on a handful of films and filmmakers that brought the corpse back to life during the late 1960s and early '70s, and he convincingly conveys what made movies like "Night of the Living Dead" and "The Texas Chainsaw Massacre" different from anything that had come before: more unsettling, purer in their sense of dread.
Three new story collections (the short tale, as Poe knew, is still the purest form for distilling terror and dread) are good examples of the strong books coming from these houses.
At other points, the book evokes the cottage hymns of Katharine Tynan, the pure formal eccentricity of Emily Dickinson, and the dread-laced, detonating uncertainty of W. B. Yeats.
Moore, a soft-spoken 57-year-old with a tattoo of a heart on his middle finger and a pure white mullet, makes friendly jokes despite his dread.
Josh Tillman, whose new album, "Pure Comedy," is both an endorsement and a critique of the doomsday dread of the times.
"Dreams" got off to an unfortunate pure-dance start, suggesting that this was to be an evening of dread proselytizing about assimilation.
This is pure Munro: the social anxiety, the fusing of insecurity and disdain, the heavy tug of ordinary life, the way dread can rise and spread until it erases everything lovely.
