There’s some sort of paradox in this new novel’s notion of a group of Navajos—a people famously averse to trucking with the dead—playing “death metal” rock music. As there is in the title’s contradictory, punning notion of “living decay.” To those notions, add images of Indian toddlers with water-spout ponytails, skillet-wielding drunken cattle-rustlers, glorious Monument […]
