Pop Song

Pham’s memoir is about many things—art and relationships, travel and self-awareness. However, while it touches on a variety of compelling subjects, it does so in a jumbled way that sometimes makes for a chaotic read. The author segues back and forth between her life—including formative travel experiences, her social life, and her education—and a second-person narrative addressing an unnamed romantic partner. Pham writes with a great deal of passion, which is one of the work’s strengths. However, the transitions can be jarring and often interrupt the flow of the book. Musings on art run throughout, but again without much structure. There are few narrative clues to guide readers and keep their attention. While individual sections of the book are interesting and memorable, the complete picture isn’t as gratifying.