Reviews
"It''s easy to see why so many readers say that M Train changed [their] lives. It''s every bit the book Just Kids is, full of the same lovely writing, resolute faith in the consolations of art, odd flashes of humor, rawness to memory and experience. It''s obvious why readers find a deep, deep correspondence to their own inner lives in her work . . . The deeper memories in M Train tacitly trace the origins of a new phase of [Smith''s] life, including the loss of her parents and, most crucially, of her husband. She conveys with tender restraint what it has meant to lose him, how linked their spirits were. Moments [of] remarkable power blend directness, melancholy, and memory. Smith''s searching voice speaks for a generation that has realized later than most that it, too, would age. ''I want to hear my mother''s voice,'' she writes. ''I want to see my children as children.'' But only the artist is innocent enough, or brave enough, to try and live a second time." --Charles Finch, Chicago Tribune "Intimate and elegantly crafted . . . As a child, a woman and an acclaimed artist, Smith has long reflected on the power of invention and how it shapes a life. Her writing moves effortlessly between past and present, both Smith''s and that of the scholars and makers who have inspired her and with whom she feels a kinship--the Japanese auteur Akira Kurosawa, the poet Rimbaud, or Alfred Wegener, the first scientist to present the idea of continental drift. As Smith slips in and out of reverie, the effect is one of a motionless travel; throughout her journeys, real and imagined, she considers what it means to endure the hardships fed to us by time . . . For Smith, this means following her wild and associative mind, a sort of thinking that seams the unremarkable with the sublime. At the heart of M Train is the careful braid the author makes between everyday matters and her lyrical take on how art offers a form of sustenance . . . To Smith, the constellation of human experience is as valued in Jane Eyre as it is in Law & Order --at times, we are dreaming about the high plains even as we clean up after the cats, and try to figure out where we left our wallet. Her photographs appear throughout the book like ghosts, dim and unadorned, a way of seeing how Smith''s imagination elevates the humble objects she cherishes. A silver thread also works its way through her stories--her memories of her late husband, the guitarist Fred Sonic Smith, whose wisdom she grieves for and celebrates. The book''s final essays are a testimony to his words because they dwell deeply on how the mind''s fires can light a way toward hope." --Emma Trelles, Miami Herald "What makes riding the M Train so rewarding is the way solemn, eloquent meditations on Genet and Kahlo, William Burroughs and Sylvia Plath are offset by Patti Smith moments--like an imaginary dialogue with Nikola Tesla, ''the patron saint of alternating currents.''"--Stuart Mitchner, Princeton Town Topics " M Train comes near to accomplishing Marcel Proust''s goal to follow the workings of the human mind and the human heart. By the end of the book you know that nothing is everything, and that life is a labor of love." --Joan Juliet Buck, Harper''s Bazaar "Intimate, delicately revealing . . . M Train concentrates on a recent spell in Smith''s life, one where she spent days at a local café drinking coffee, writing, and reflecting. Most of M Train revolves around the pleasure of a local café--a public place to be private--and that sentiment is at the heart of this book . . . Occasionally, Smith dips back into her relationship with Fred ''Sonic'' Smith, remembering the moments when the pair took advantage of everything Michigan had to offer, from dive bars in Detroit to beaches on the upper edge of the lower peninsula . . . Perhaps the biggest surprise of M Train is Smith''s deep, personal connection with detective shows." --Stephen Thomas Erlewine, Vulture.com "Evocative . . ., "Iconic poet, writer, and artist Smith articulates the pensive rhythm of her life through the stations of her travels. In a Greenwich Village cafe sipping coffee, jotting quixotic notes in journals, and 'plotting my next move,' the author reflects on the places she's visited, and the impact each played on her past and present selves. She describes a chance meeting with guitarist Fred Sonic Smith, who swiftly stole and sealed her heart with marriage and children. A graceful, ruminative tour guide, Smith writes of travelling with Fred, armed with a vintage 1967 Polaroid, to French Guiana, then of solitary journeys to Frida Kahlo's Casa Azul, and to the graves of Sylvia Plath, Jean Genet, and a swath of legendary Japanese filmmakers. After being seduced by Rockaway Beach and purchasing a ramshackle bungalow there, the property was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy--though she vowed to rebuild. The author synchronizes past memories and contemporary musings on books, art, and life with Fred . . . No matter the distance life may take her, Smith always recovers some semblance of normalcy with the simple pleasures of a deli coffee on her stoop, her mind constantly buoyed by humanity, art, and memory . . . An atmospheric, moody, and bittersweet memoir, to be savored and pondered." -- Kirkus, " M Train comes near to accomplishing Marcel Proust''s goal to follow the workings of the human mind and the human heart. By the end of the book you know that nothing is everything, and that life is a labor of love." --Joan Juliet Buck, Harper''s Bazaar "Intimate, delicately revealing . . . M Train concentrates on a recent spell in Smith''s life, one where she spent days at a local café drinking coffee, writing, and reflecting. Most of M Train revolves around the pleasure of a local café--a public place to be private--and that sentiment is at the heart of this book . . . Occasionally, Smith dips back into her relationship with Fred ''Sonic'' Smith, remembering the moments when the pair took advantage of everything Michigan had to offer, from dive bars in Detroit to beaches on the upper edge of the lower peninsula . . . Perhaps the biggest surprise of M Train is Smith''s deep, personal connection with detective shows." --Stephen Thomas Erlewine, Vulture.com "Evocative . . . M Train , works [like] ''an interior hopscotch in the mind, recording time backwards and forwards'' as Smith skips from moment to moment across the past forty years of her life. Reading the book feels rather like navigating a lucid dream . . . Smith''s words are rhythmic, arranged according to ''the music of [her] imagination'' . . . The playful tone is endearing, and buoys what is, above all, a meditation on loss--of people, yes, but also of the objects to which she has become attached . . . Time shifts in M Train : One moment Smith is in a café, the next she is staring at [her husband] Fred as he crouches over a cornucopia of her most loved lost things . . . Patti Smith loves nothing lightly, and if she makes writing about [nothing] look easy, consider that it''s not actually nothing she''s writing about--it''s everything." --Claire Lampen, Hyperallergic.com "Satisfying . . . Cup after cup of coffee in cafes from Greenwich Village to Tangiers is downed by the Godmother of Punk as this book unfolds . . .There are many pleasures to be found here. This is a book of quiet meditation wherein a CSI: Miami marathon can inspire the same deep self-reflection as the work of the late Chilean author Roberto Bolano. Smith stares into her black coffee and whole worlds are opened up to her. M Train is her report back from those journeys." --Kristofer Collins, Pittsburgh Post-Gazette "What does it mean to be a woman alone? This question lies at the heart of M Train . That, and the eternal query, Where''s the best place to get a good coffee? A caffeine-fueled travelogue of first-person vignettes, M Train conjures ghosts. The book''s touchstones are either cultural heroes (Jean Genet, Alfred Wegener, Akira Kurosawa) whose graves she tracks down in search of talismans, or they''re lost loved ones, specifically [her husband] Fred and her brother Todd, both of whom died in 1994. Smith''s muses are memories, or figures in dreams, or names in books . . . M Train begins and ends in a dream state. The line between waking and sleeping, remembering and doing, living and dying, is porous for Smith . . . Discursive, fanciful, geeky, transgressive, just plain and delightfully weird, it''s a book that loses you and you get lost in, finding your own kernels of truth and resonance." --Evelyn McDonnell, Los Angeles Review of Books **** "Powerful . . . Smith shares a rush of memories, reveries, and revelations that reach a height with all the expressive power of her most rapturous ''70s rock. M Train is a great meditation on solitude, independence, age, a ride-along with the last Romantic standing . . . It proceeds through cups of coffee at tables for one, on planes and in hotels across Latin America, Europe and Asia, animated by a mellowing grief for Smith''s husband, who died in 1994. Yet Smith doesn''t mourn so much as celebrate their love . . . Smith inventories her inspirations, and makes her house out of the life lived, out of the love spent., "Sublime. Smith, poet and shaman, [is] an American icon, a vagabond child of rock ''n'' roll who fused it with her own, fiercely honest poetry . . . When Just Kids, her rapturous labor of love, was received with acclaim (and a National Book Award), some were surprised. The Mother Courage of Punk can write! Her new memoir, M Train , will leave no one in doubt that she has long since been a member of what she calls that secret society of writerly bums and obsessed alchemists panning for a drop of gold. M Train-- the title signifies a ''mind train'' that goes to any station it wants--is a collection of true stories concerning irredeemable loss, memory, travel, crime, coffee, books, and wild imaginings that take us to the very heart of who Patti Smith is." --John Heilpern, Vanity Fair "Captivating . . . rich, varied. How to mourn for what''s lost without allowing loss to take over? While leaving space for what''s lost to return in an old or new form? These are the questions at the heart of M Train, [which] takes us on a journey through the ''stuff'' of Smith''s bookshelves and suitcases, as well as of her mind and memory . . . M Train embraces the fragment--moments of reverie [that] arise from the mundane. Integrated into the text are Polaroid photographs [that are] in productive tension with the text, as in the novels of W.G. Sebald, whose work Smith greatly admires. While it is perhaps a cliché to call such a book ''dream-like,'' M Train truly moves with the logic of dreams, and Smith gives equal consideration to her dreams as she does to her waking experience. But what makes M Train feel most like a dream is its slippery, mystical relationship to time. Smith imbues it with such a haze that she appears to board a plane to Berlin as seamlessly as she walks to the corner deli. This loose relationship to time allows [her] to appreciate aspects of the contemporary world through an anachronistic lens; it''s as if Smith is enamored with the present moment insomuch as it allows her access to the past . . . Smith is all too aware that much of what gets lost is irreplaceable: ''Please stay forever, I say to the things I know. Don''t go. Don''t grow.'' The journey of M Train through Smith''s ''stuff,'' we come to understand, is itself an incantation of this plea." --Sara Jaffe, San Francisco Chronicle "Achingly beautiful . . . a kaleidoscopic ballad about the losses dealt out by time and chance and circumstance . . . Smith is remarkably attuned to the sound and sorcery of words, and her prose here is both lyrical and radiantly pictorial. Like her famous Polaroid photos (some of which are scattered throughout the book), the chapters of M Train are magic lantern slides, jumping, free-associatively, between the present and the past. Whereas Just Kids centered on her early years in New York in the late 1960s and ''70s, this volume chronicles her peregrinations around the world and into the recesses of her imagination; its unities are not of time and place, but the landscape of Smith''s own mind. The ghosts of artists haunt these pages, as do the spirits of her beloved husband and brother. And a dark melody of loss threads its way through this volume. Her favorite coat--lost. Her favorite Murakami book--left in an airport bathroom. Her favorite camera--left on a beach. Her favorite café--closed. Smith buys a tiny house near Rockaway Beach, and while it somehow survives Hurricane Sandy, she witnesses the myriad losses of her neighbors--the boardwalk turned to splinters, hundreds of homes burned to the ground . . . If Just Kids was about starting out as an artist and setting forth in the world, M Train feels more like a look at the past through a rearview mirror . . . An eloquent--and a deeply moving--elegy for what she has ''lost and cannot find'' but can remember in words." --Michiko Kakutani, The New York Times "Marvelous . . . M Train is a book of days, a year in the life, a series of reflections; it concerns itself with reckoning., "Potent . . . The M Train is a Magical Mystery line that Smith rides, her snaking Mental trains of thought carrying her into Memoryland, as well as into reveries on subjects as wide-ranging as her passionate appetite for detective stories, and her surprising membership in a scientific society devoted to the subject of continental drift. Smith travels far afield geographically, too, making pilgrimages to the homes and graves of beloved writers and artists. Ultimately, it''s the local stops on M Train that make the most profound impressions . . . Smith''s suffered a lot of losses, [and] M Train is about enduring [that] erosion. She has weathered storms, but as she eloquently demonstrates in M Train there''s a spooky beauty in those ramshackle things, and people that defy conventional wisdom--and keep on standing." --Maureen Corrigan, NPR''s Fresh Air "Spare and elliptical--part dream diary, part travelogue, and shot through with sobering reflections on age and impermanence. Smith''s passion is undiminished: for good books, strong coffee, a poem or painting or a beautiful piece of music she can get lost in. She''ll travel thousands of miles just to take a Polaroid. But she''s not a culture snob; TV detectives enthrall her nearly as much as French philosophers and Russian novelists. Fans of Just Kids will find [here] a different kind of beauty: bittersweet and battered by time and circumstance, but still somehow full of grace." --Leah Greenblatt, Entertainment Weekly "A memoir that blends a lifetime of memories with everyday experience, M Train moves in several arcs at once, fading in and out of dreams, jumping between subjects and years like a stone skipped across a lake. It contains elements of manifesto, passionate tributes to the writers she reveres, accounts of some of Smith''s stranger travels and vivid passages of her continual search for artistic inspiration. Memory and love weigh heavily on Smith''s mind as she writes . . . M Train is filled with wonder--[it is] a tribute to people and to sacred things, to Smith''s own artistic calling, part of her effort to give permanence to what''s departed. And so she brings those dreams, those lost loves, those sacred objects into being. M Train is Smith''s treatise on life''s purpose and meaning, and why a worn and tattered black jacket can be cherished beyond all reason, can be treasured with the same fervor as the world''s most celebrated art." --Eric Swedlund, Paste "A beautifully composed account of travels and pilgrimages, told through words and photographs--a touching and extraordinarily well-crafted book that for all its formal architecture flows as naturally as if Smith were singing one of her songs. Though the book has been described as a travel memoir, that is a frame on which to hang a multilayered meditation on loss, making art, mortality and the sacred. A multimedia work, featuring her austere photographs, it is also a musical book, with its own rhythm, color and dynamics. Smith grounds the reader with a recurrent image of herself at home base--drinking black coffee at her favorite Greenwich Village café--then launches into quietly vivid descriptions of various pilgrimages. Invariably, the real-time trips melt into dreams, ruminations on art, childhood recollections and reminiscences. Some of the book is taken up with plain great yarns, like the time she wound up singing Buddy Holly songs with Bobby Fischer. Indeed, Smith appears to take a disarming pleasure in exposing her own vulnerability . . . She weaves these threads--loss, coffee, death, a beach cafe, dreams, pilgrimages, memory, childhood, [a] cowpoke--like the musical themes of a softly unfolding fugue, eventually coming to rest in a dream, one prefigured in an early passage of the book. Nicely done." --Paul de Barros, The Seattle Times "Patti Smith writes exquisitely. She is a survivor whose dreams prod her to ''redeem the lost'' by writing about them., **** "Powerful . . . Smith shares a rush of memories, reveries, and revelations that reach a height with all the expressive power of her most rapturous ''70s rock. M Train is a great meditation on solitude, independence, age, a ride-along with the last Romantic standing . . . It proceeds through cups of coffee at tables for one, on planes and in hotels across Latin America, Europe and Asia, animated by a mellowing grief for Smith''s husband, who died in 1994. Yet Smith doesn''t mourn so much as celebrate their love . . . Smith inventories her inspirations, and makes her house out of the life lived, out of the love spent. M Train will make this year''s best-of lists." --Matt Damsker, USA Today (four stars) "Essential . . . A collection of lyrical, sometimes mystical musings, with photographs. An account of a quixotic mission to French Guiana appears among stories of a trip to photograph Frida Kahlo''s bed, of buying a cottage on Rockaway Beach, of singing Buddy Holly songs with chess master Bobby Fischer. Always, Smith returns to her essentials: black coffee, a crime show on TV, a pen." --Marion Winik, Newsday "Engaging . . . poetic and unconventional." -- Details "After winning the National Book Award, Smith returns with M Train, [which] pulls through 19 stations along her latest stretch of track . . . Smith lets us into her head in an extraordinarily intimate way. It''s a rare gift indeed . . . M Train can be measured out in cups of black coffee, slices of brown toast, and dreams. These are not the typical elements of a page-turner, and yet, nearing the book''s conclusion, I felt my fingers flipping faster and faster. Perhaps Smith''s triumph here comes down to her ability to gradually reveal how the mundane actually matters a great deal. It''s a read that ultimately rewards and touches . . . Her sense of loss is so palpable that it leaps from the page . . . The personal photographs of her and Fred and her home after the hurricane were devastating . . . Even after completing M Train , many readers may still wonder what exactly they''ve just experienced, but I''d urge them to consider Smith''s questions again. Are we familiar with her now, and are we glad for it? Both questions deserve a resounding affirmation." --Matt Melis and Megan Ritt, Consequence of Sound "A locomotive that runs on plenty of good, strong coffee and abundant poetic reflection. The coffee--a real character in the book, repeatedly and lovingly portrayed as a soothing companion--is the map, not the road, however. M Train is in fact a loving paean to the author''s late husband and, as these sparse but gorgeously written pages attest, the love of her life . . . The narratives [of M Train ] are loosely connected, but attain coherence and continuity through the grace of Smith''s prose, a language that can raise the profane toward the sacred with only a few economic sentences. The dialogue here is an interior one, as Smith speaks to few corporeal beings, save the baristas who pour her java. . . Smith has a sense of humor, and even her most ruminative thoughts indulge levity, thereby avoiding heavy-handedness. But M Train is a prayer, to be sure. This is Romanticism of the highest order, but Smith avoids anything resembling maudlin. For her, life is no less beautiful for the suffering endemic to its living. The irony and snark-fueled aloof stance that form the defensive crust for many in the modern age are not for her. Both would only diminish the wonder of it all." --Jeff Miers, Buffalo News "A beautiful book. Smith''s prose has a crystalline precision . . . M Train is, to borrow a phrase from T.S. Eliot, a memoir measured in coffee spoons., * "Following Smith's critically acclaimed Just Kids, M Train creates a map of the singer-songwriter's peripatetic journeys to cafés, cemeteries, hotels, and train stations around the world. She is the perfect guide, revealing the mysteries in the shadows, the little bits of life people often take for granted--such as a good cup of coffee, a familiar coat, or the 'transformation of the heart.' Her haunting and joyful recollections of life with her late husband, Fred Sonic Smith, anchor her intensely physical descent into memory and its ability to haunt her waking and dreaming life. The narrative carries readers through the despair, loss, hope, consolation, and mysteries that Smith faces as she lives through Fred's death, struggles with the writer's craft, and comes to realize, through one of her dreams, that the 'writer is a conductor'--and she is indeed a phenomenal conductor along these elegant tours of the haunting places in her life, where anyone might stumble upon momentary but life-altering wisdom." -- Publishers Weekly (starred review) "Iconic poet, writer, and artist Smith articulates the pensive rhythm of her life through the stations of her travels. In a Greenwich Village cafe sipping coffee, jotting quixotic notes in journals, and 'plotting my next move,' the author reflects on the places she's visited, and the impact each played on her past and present selves. She describes a chance meeting with guitarist Fred Sonic Smith, who swiftly stole and sealed her heart with marriage and children. A graceful, ruminative tour guide, Smith writes of travelling with Fred, armed with a vintage 1967 Polaroid, to French Guiana, then of solitary journeys to Frida Kahlo's Casa Azul, and to the graves of Sylvia Plath, Jean Genet, and a swath of legendary Japanese filmmakers. After being seduced by Rockaway Beach and purchasing a ramshackle bungalow there, the property was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy--though she vowed to rebuild. The author synchronizes past memories and contemporary musings on books, art, and life with Fred . . . No matter the distance life may take her, Smith always recovers some semblance of normalcy with the simple pleasures of a deli coffee on her stoop, her mind constantly buoyed by humanity, art, and memory . . . An atmospheric, moody, and bittersweet memoir, to be savored and pondered." -- Kirkus, "Unexpected and extraordinary. . . Enchanting and enchanted. . . . The book feels like a poetic letter directly from the brain of your smartest, oddest, bravest friend, the one who has ventured so much further than most of us dare to. Whether chronicling her obsessions or her journey through grief, a survivor''s grace permeates this heartbreaking memoir/meditation/artist''s notebook. M Train loops and swirls through dreams, memories, images, journeys, and acts of mourning. Like a modern Antigone, Smith attempts to honor her many dead--her husband, Fred; Jean Genet; her brother; Frida Kahlo; the writer Osamu Dazai; her parents. Her life in the present is also riddled with losses. In her travels she loses photos, books, a beloved coat, a camera . . . One wouldn''t necessarily know from reading M Train that it was written by a rock icon; we see little of Smith''s public life. Instead, she opens her extraordinary heart and soul to us, holding nothing back and never permitting vanity to intrude. It''s a gift, this record of beloved absences, to which one can only respond: thank you." --Stacey D''Erasmo, O, The Oprah Magazine "A collage of a singularly creative life. In M Train, Smith writes about New York, her love of cafes, her favorite books and television shows, her cats, [and] her memories, joyful and melancholy, of her husband. But it is her travels--idiosyncratic, ritualistic, vividly recalled--that provide a unifying theme. She travels with purpose, with passion. Going backward and forward in time, she describes trips to Mexico, France, Morocco, Japan and other places, often looking for signs that will reveal her next trip. As for the inconvenient aspects of travel--canceled flights, lost luggage, jet lag--they are, in their own ways, opportunities. After all, a late plane might be a sign to catch a flight to another destination. And the ''thick torpor'' of jet lag is often ''coupled with a surprisingly internal luminosity.''" --Suzanne MacNeille, The New York Times, "Armchair Traveler" "The bestselling author[''s] second memoir dives into her literary and everyday obsessions, and chronicles her travels, adding in Polaroids she snapped of graves and artifacts connected to artists who have inspired her." -- The Wall Street Journal, "What to Read This Fall" "Smith explores her life through visits to the places she loves: 18 ''stations,'' including Greenwich Village cafés, train stations, Frida Kahlo''s abode, and her own bungalow on Far Rockaway. Smith, who won the National Book Award for Just Kids, writes here about the loss of her husband and her struggles as a writer." --Laurie Hertzel, Minneapolis Star Tribune * "Following Smith''s critically acclaimed Just Kids, M Train creates a map of the singer-songwriter''s peripatetic journeys to cafés, cemeteries, hotels, and train stations around the world. She is the perfect guide, revealing the mysteries in the shadows, the little bits of life people often take for granted--such as a good cup of coffee, a familiar coat, or the ''transformation of the heart.'' Her haunting and joyful recollections of life with her late husband, Fred Sonic Smith, anchor her intensely physical descent into memory and its ability to haunt her waking and dreaming life. The narrative carries readers through the despair, loss, hope, consolation, and mysteries that Smith faces as she lives through Fred''s death, struggles with the writer''s craft, and comes to realize, through one of her dreams, that the ''writer is a conductor''--and she is indeed a phenomenal conductor along these elegant tours of the haunting places in her life, where anyone might stumble upon momentary but life-altering wisdom." -- Publishers Weekly (starred review) "Iconic poet, writer, and artist Smith articulates the pensive rhythm of her life through the stations of her travels., "Incantatory . . . Unlike her first memoir, the now classic, Just Kids , which was all about the thrill of ''becoming,'' M Train is mostly about the challenge of enduring erosion and discovering new passions (like detective fiction and a tumbledown cottage in Rockaway Beach, Queens). Smith, of course, is a ''kid'' no longer. She''s suffered a lot of losses, including the deaths of artist Robert Mapplethorpe, who was her partner in crime in the Just Kids years, and her husband, musician Fred ''Sonic'' Smith, who died suddenly in his 40s. ''They are all stories now,'' says Smith, thinking of these and other deaths . . . Both of Smith''s memoirs tell a haunting story about being sheltered and fed, in all senses, by New York City." --Maureen Corrigan, NPR (Best Books of 2015) "Patti Smith''s new book remains one of the best reading experiences I had this year . . . elliptical and fragmentary, weird and beautiful, and, at its core, a reckoning with loss. Much has been made of the book''s seeming spontaneity, its diaristic drift. But as the echoes among its discrete episodes pile up, it starts to resonate like a poem. At one point, Smith writes about W.G. Sebald, and there are affinities with The Emigrants in the way M Train circles around a tragedy, or constellation of tragedies, pointing rather than naming. It is formally a riskier book than the comparatively straight-ahead Just Kids , but a worthy companion piece. And that Smith is still taking on these big artistic dares in 2015 should inspire anyone who longs to make art. In this way, and because it is partly a book about reading other books--how a life is made of volumes--it seems like a fitting way to turn the page on one year in reading, and to welcome in another." --Garth Risk Hallberg, The Millions "Rich, inventive . . . Where Just Kids charted Smith''s path from childhood to celebrity, M Train does not move in a simple arc from one destination to another. It meanders between her interior life and her life in the world, connecting dreams, reflections and memories. Smith''s language lures the reader down this nonformulaic path. She doesn''t slap a convenient label on emotions; she dissects them. With each sip [of coffee], her ruminations deepen . . . M Train is less about achieving success than surviving it. Smith has outlived many of the companions who sustained her in her youth. She grieves for her husband and her brother; she mourns the artists with whom she had felt a connection when they were alive, including Burroughs and Bowles. And in a scene that strikes a universal chord, she mourns her mother . . . At the center of M Train is the passage of time--the way places and events can mean different things at different stages in a person''s life . . . Tender, heartbreaking." --M. G. Lord, The New York Times Book Review "Incandescent . . . moving, lovely. Patti Smith is a poet with a mindful of memories enough to fill M Train to the brim. Let''s be clear: every observation is beautiful. M Train is chiefly concerned with salvaging the pieces that, together, form a life entire . . . In its barest sense, the book is a series of cups of coffee around the world, drunk between waking and sleep. But once the memoir has sunk in its claws, these rituals become a framework for more meaningful observations. What is a life, if not a pattern interrupted by occasional revelations or surprises? Where Just Kids traced the linear progression of her friendship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe and her coming of age in 1970s New York City, M Train finds its footing in shared experiences. It''s the universal--not rock ''n'' roll in particular--that haunts the reader most . . . Aging and loss transcend fame and geography. Smith whittles her prose down to the essentials . . . M Train''s greatest reward, for a reader, is her unwillingness to bend to the dream-cowboy''s recurring doubts [about] ''writing about nothing., "Wonderful . . . M Train is about being lost and found. It weaves poetry, dreams, art, literature, and conversational fragments into a phantasmagoric, atmospheric, and transportive whole . . . Smith''s journeys take her across decades, continents, and the vistas of her own mind. She is a generous, charming, and brilliant guide. In her loneliness, her cherished possessions take on talismanic significance. . . She has no self-consciousness about the art she loves, and the truths they afford her are honest and hard won. By the end of the book, she has purchased a bungalow, drunk innumerable cups of black coffee, and come to some resolutions about her life, none of them easy or pat." --Eugenia Williamson, The Boston Globe "In the span of M Train , Smith distills ineffable, tragic human existence into a collection of experiences, meditating on the intangible permanence of loss over a lifetime. Through freely associated vignettes and artful snapshots of her life, the artist creates an elegy for objects, people and muses she''s left behind. Smith''s M Train demonstrates, once again, her ability to turn a phrase or an image on its head. Whether she writes of a dream or a lost coat, she connects threads of memory, pain and the absurdity of human experience. Smith is as captivating narrating a meal as she is illustrating the nature of masterpiece . . . M Train floats languorously from past to present, from dream to waking moment. Smith''s work embodies a constant yearning, and the effect of her amalgamated experiences is a picture of life that becomes about accepting loss. There''s a conceit carried through the book about writing when there''s nothing to say; in Smith''s moments of nothing, though, she says everything." --Heather Scott Partington, Las Vegas Weekly "Charming and non-pretentious--full of genuine delight. Smith slips beguilingly between present and past. Once a muse, now she muses. Once an icon of alternative culture, she now loves to sit in anonymity at her favorite Greenwich Village coffeehouse. Thanks to M Train , we can see Smith clearly: a woman who doesn''t speak in our era''s languages of snark, irony, and one-upmanship. While she''s a veteran of punk rock, she doesn''t appear to have a reservoir of anger or bitterness. She''s hardly forgotten the losses in her life. But she moves forward, ever delighted to see what''s now and what''s next: ''We seek to stay present, even as the ghosts draw us away.''" --Randy Dotinga, Christian Science Monitor "Smith''s lyrical prose is potent . . . insightful. She clearly knows herself. She is a survivor in every sense of the word. Her grappling with loss pours out of the book. The title begs the question: Where does the M Train go? Nowhere. And, everywhere. Perhaps I naively believed that Patti Smith had all the answers. She doesn''t. Like all of us, she harbors confusions, gets grumpy without coffee, and holds fascinations with certain people and things. She probes the peculiar depths of human listlessness. It''s worth settling down with this book and a cup of joe." --Paula Mejia, Newsweek "Packed with thoughtful prose and keen observations . . . The prose of M Train floats. Patti Smith paints solitude as beguiling and essential. M Train doesn''t glorify sadness or loneliness, nor does it suggest that Smith walks this present-day Earth through a tunnel of malaise. Rather, she travels around the world, finding solace in specific cafes in every city. She keeps her own company, and her sense of humor remains intact. Smith has always been a poet first and foremost--before she was ever a performer. Here, she has created a book that so many of us wish to write, one that parses what it all means. Smith doesn''t sound like she has it all figured out, but she does have stories that serve as markers in her journey as an artist., "Rich, inventive . . . Where Just Kids charted Smith''s path from childhood to celebrity, M Train does not move in a simple arc from one destination to another. It meanders between her interior life and her life in the world, connecting dreams, reflections and memories. Smith''s language lures the reader down this nonformulaic path. She doesn''t slap a convenient label on emotions; she dissects them. With each sip [of coffee], her ruminations deepen . . . M Train is less about achieving success than surviving it. Smith has outlived many of the companions who sustained her in her youth. She grieves for her husband and her brother; she mourns the artists with whom she had felt a connection when they were alive, including Burroughs and Bowles. And in a scene that strikes a universal chord, she mourns her mother . . . At the center of M Train is the passage of time--the way places and events can mean different things at different stages in a person''s life . . . Tender, heartbreaking." --M. G. Lord, The New York Times Book Review "Incandescent . . . moving, lovely. Patti Smith is a poet with a mindful of memories enough to fill M Train to the brim. Let''s be clear: every observation is beautiful. M Train is chiefly concerned with salvaging the pieces that, together, form a life entire . . . In its barest sense, the book is a series of cups of coffee around the world, drunk between waking and sleep. But once the memoir has sunk in its claws, these rituals become a framework for more meaningful observations. What is a life, if not a pattern interrupted by occasional revelations or surprises? Where Just Kids traced the linear progression of her friendship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe and her coming of age in 1970s New York City, M Train finds its footing in shared experiences. It''s the universal--not rock ''n'' roll in particular--that haunts the reader most . . . Aging and loss transcend fame and geography. Smith whittles her prose down to the essentials . . . M Train''s greatest reward, for a reader, is her unwillingness to bend to the dream-cowboy''s recurring doubts [about] ''writing about nothing.'' Even nothing has meaning--the found objects, the things remembered, the cups of coffee that mark our days better than clocks. Would that every tribute to a life lived sang so beautifully." --Linnie Greene, The Rumpus "It''s easy to see why so many readers say that M Train changed [their] lives. It''s every bit the book Just Kids is, full of the same lovely writing, resolute faith in the consolations of art, odd flashes of humor, rawness to memory and experience. It''s obvious why readers find a deep, deep correspondence to their own inner lives in her work . . . The deeper memories in M Train tacitly trace the origins of a new phase of [Smith''s] life, including the loss of her parents and, most crucially, of her husband. She conveys with tender restraint what it has meant to lose him, how linked their spirits were. Moments [of] remarkable power blend directness, melancholy, and memory. Smith''s searching voice speaks for a generation that has realized later than most that it, too, would age. ''I want to hear my mother''s voice,'' she writes. ''I want to see my children as children.'' But only the artist is innocent enough, or brave enough, to try and live a second time." --Charles Finch, Chicago Tribune "Intimate and elegantly crafted . . . As a child, a woman and an acclaimed artist, Smith has long reflected on the power of invention and how it shapes a life. Her writing moves effortlessly between past and present, both Smith''s and that of the scholars and makers who have inspired her and with whom she feels a kinship--the Japanese auteur Akira Kurosawa, the poet Rimbaud, or Alfred Wegener, the first scientist to present the idea of continental drift., "The bestselling author['s] second memoir dives into her literary and everyday obsessions, and chronicles her travels, adding in Polaroids she snapped of graves and artifacts connected to artists who have inspired her." -- The Wall Street Journal, "What to Read This Fall" "Smith explores her life through visits to the places she loves: 18 'stations,' including Greenwich Village cafés, train stations, Frida Kahlo's abode, and her own bungalow on Far Rockaway. Smith, who won the National Book Award for Just Kids, writes here about the loss of her husband and her struggles as a writer." --Laurie Hertzel, Minneapolis Star Tribune * "Following Smith's critically acclaimed Just Kids, M Train creates a map of the singer-songwriter's peripatetic journeys to cafés, cemeteries, hotels, and train stations around the world. She is the perfect guide, revealing the mysteries in the shadows, the little bits of life people often take for granted--such as a good cup of coffee, a familiar coat, or the 'transformation of the heart.' Her haunting and joyful recollections of life with her late husband, Fred Sonic Smith, anchor her intensely physical descent into memory and its ability to haunt her waking and dreaming life. The narrative carries readers through the despair, loss, hope, consolation, and mysteries that Smith faces as she lives through Fred's death, struggles with the writer's craft, and comes to realize, through one of her dreams, that the 'writer is a conductor'--and she is indeed a phenomenal conductor along these elegant tours of the haunting places in her life, where anyone might stumble upon momentary but life-altering wisdom." -- Publishers Weekly (starred review) "Iconic poet, writer, and artist Smith articulates the pensive rhythm of her life through the stations of her travels. In a Greenwich Village cafe sipping coffee, jotting quixotic notes in journals, and 'plotting my next move,' the author reflects on the places she's visited, and the impact each played on her past and present selves. She describes a chance meeting with guitarist Fred Sonic Smith, who swiftly stole and sealed her heart with marriage and children. A graceful, ruminative tour guide, Smith writes of travelling with Fred, armed with a vintage 1967 Polaroid, to French Guiana, then of solitary journeys to Frida Kahlo's Casa Azul, and to the graves of Sylvia Plath, Jean Genet, and a swath of legendary Japanese filmmakers. After being seduced by Rockaway Beach and purchasing a ramshackle bungalow there, the property was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy--though she vowed to rebuild. The author synchronizes past memories and contemporary musings on books, art, and life with Fred . . . No matter the distance life may take her, Smith always recovers some semblance of normalcy with the simple pleasures of a deli coffee on her stoop, her mind constantly buoyed by humanity, art, and memory . . . An atmospheric, moody, and bittersweet memoir, to be savored and pondered." -- Kirkus, "Exciting . . . Unvarnished and intimate, tender and frank--as a musician, artist, and writer--Smith presents a singular self in M Train [and] invites us to ride along with her over the course of a year. As she ventures to the places the mind goes when one is alone--dashing back to the past and then to the kitchen to feed the cat--and travels the world to commune with artists long gone, we''re reminded how lucky we are that she''s still here, and still working." --Marnie Hanel, W Magazine "Unexpected and extraordinary . . . Enchanting and enchanted . . . The book feels like a poetic letter directly from the brain of your smartest, oddest, bravest friend, the one who has ventured so much further than most of us dare to. Whether chronicling her obsessions or her journey through grief, a survivor''s grace permeates this heartbreaking memoir/meditation/artist''s notebook. M Train loops and swirls through dreams, memories, images, journeys, and acts of mourning. Like a modern Antigone, Smith attempts to honor her many dead--her husband, Fred; Jean Genet; her brother; Frida Kahlo; the writer Osamu Dazai; her parents. Her life in the present is also riddled with losses. In her travels she loses photos, books, a beloved coat, a camera . . . One wouldn''t necessarily know from reading M Train that it was written by a rock icon; we see little of Smith''s public life. Instead, she opens her extraordinary heart and soul to us, holding nothing back and never permitting vanity to intrude. It''s a gift, this record of beloved absences, to which one can only respond: thank you." --Stacey D''Erasmo, O, The Oprah Magazine "A collage of a singularly creative life. In M Train, Smith writes about New York, her love of cafes, her favorite books and television shows, her cats, [and] her memories, joyful and melancholy, of her husband. But it is her travels--idiosyncratic, ritualistic, vividly recalled--that provide a unifying theme. She travels with purpose, with passion. Going backward and forward in time, she describes trips to Mexico, France, Morocco, Japan and other places, often looking for signs that will reveal her next trip. As for the inconvenient aspects of travel--canceled flights, lost luggage, jet lag--they are, in their own ways, opportunities. After all, a late plane might be a sign to catch a flight to another destination. And the ''thick torpor'' of jet lag is often ''coupled with a surprisingly internal luminosity.''" --Suzanne MacNeille, The New York Times, "Armchair Traveler" "The bestselling author[''s] second memoir dives into her literary and everyday obsessions, and chronicles her travels, adding in Polaroids she snapped of graves and artifacts connected to artists who have inspired her." -- The Wall Street Journal, "What to Read This Fall" "Smith explores her life through visits to the places she loves: 18 ''stations,'' including Greenwich Village cafés, train stations, Frida Kahlo''s abode, and her own bungalow on Far Rockaway. Smith, who won the National Book Award for Just Kids, writes here about the loss of her husband and her struggles as a writer." --Laurie Hertzel, Minneapolis Star Tribune * "Following Smith''s critically acclaimed Just Kids, M Train creates a map of the singer-songwriter''s peripatetic journeys to cafés, cemeteries, hotels, and train stations around the world. She is the perfect guide, revealing the mysteries in the shadows, the little bits of life people often take for granted--such as a good cup of coffee, a familiar coat, or the ''transformation of the heart.'' Her haunting and joyful recollections of life with her late husband, Fred Sonic Smith, anchor her intensely physical descent into memory and its ability to haunt her waking and dreaming life., "The bestselling author['s] second memoir dives into her literary and everyday obsessions, and chronicles her travels, adding in Polaroids she snapped of graves and artifacts connected to artists who have inspired her." -- The Wall Street Journal, "What to Read This Fall" "Smith explores her life through visits to the places she loves: 18 'stations,' including Greenwich Village cafés, train stations, Frida Kahlo's abode, and her own bungalow on Far Rockaway. Smith, who won the National Book Award for Just Kids, writes here about the loss of her husband and her struggles as a writer." --Laurie Hertzel, Minneapolis Star Tribune * "Following Smith's critically acclaimed Just Kids, M Train creates a map of the singer-songwriter's peripatetic journeys to cafés, cemeteries, hotels, and train stations around the world. She is the perfect guide, revealing the mysteries in the shadows, the little bits of life people often take for granted--such as a good cup of coffee, a familiar coat, or the 'transformation of the heart.' Her haunting and joyful recollections of life with her late husband, Fred Sonic Smith, anchor her intensely physical descent into memory and its ability to haunt her waking and dreaming life. The narrative carries readers through the despair, loss, hope, consolation, and mysteries that Smith faces as she lives through Fred's death, struggles with the writer's craft, and comes to realize, through one of her dreams, that the 'writer is a conductor'--and she is indeed a phenomenal conductor along these elegant tours of the haunting places in her life, where anyone might stumble upon momentary but life-altering wisdom." -- Publishers Weekly (starred review) "Iconic poet, writer, and artist Smith articulates the pensive rhythm of her life through the stations of her travels. In a Greenwich Village cafe sipping coffee, jotting quixotic notes in journals, and 'plotting my next move,' the author reflects on the places she's visited, and the impact each played on her past and present selves. She describes a chance meeting with guitarist Fred Sonic Smith, who swiftly stole and sealed her heart with marriage and children. A graceful, ruminative tour guide, Smith writes of travelling with Fred, armed with a vintage 1967 Polaroid, to French Guiana, then of solitary journeys to Frida Kahlo's Casa Azul, and to the graves of Sylvia Plath, Jean Genet, and a swath of legendary Japanese filmmakers. After being seduced by Rockaway Beach and purchasing a ramshackle bungalow there, the property was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy--though she vowed to rebuild. The author synchronizes past memories and contemporary musings on books, art, and life with Fred . . . No matter the distance life may take her, Smith always recovers some semblance of normalcy with the simple pleasures of a deli coffee on her stoop, her mind constantly buoyed by humanity, art, and memory . . . An atmospheric, moody, and bittersweet memoir, to be savored and pondered." -- Kirkus
