This longform original from Propeller Books is a real hoot. Novella-length at eighty pages, it sports a voice that made me chortle and shake my head as I read. The narrator is as deluded as any of us are in this day and age -- and obsessive. There's at least one casualty to his neurotic doggedness, but he's more foolish than cruel. The lengths this guy goes to to identify a soft rock song that he thinks can set his life aright are ridiculous and funny and human. This is a tight, economical narrative of one man looking back on his (at times criminal) efforts to cure the ennui of the first quarter of the twenty-first century. Dan DeWeese revels in the silly, awkward interactions the narrator has with practically everyone he meets -- one of my favorites is his visit with Professor Kellogg, which takes the piss out of academics old and burgeoning in the sliest ways. Oh, it's also a great Portland book -- another literary text mapping out the City of Roses. Highly recommended. So good I just ordered a copy for a friend.