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Just finished my first Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance, on audiobook.
I'm not a big fan of audiobooks, because the text comes pre-interpreted in a way (by the chosen tone of voice), and its not always the way I would interpret it myself, or at least it doesn't allow me that freedom. But my job at the moment did not require any real concetration, and an audiobook was a great remedy to the crushing boredom I would otherwise feel doing it.
I don't really know how to describe the book, or if I "got" it. I may have to read it again some time, on my own. But I definitely liked it, that much I know.
On to the Diving Pool, by Yoko Ogawa, now.
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