O.k, I only worked in the music biz for three months, plus two years with a musician boyfriend, but long enough to get the gist.
Stone Arabia, a new novel by Dana Spiotta, really gets it. More than Egan's Visit from the Goon Squad, or Lethem's L.A. hipster novel, You Don't Love Me Yet. And she gets L.A. like Nathaniel West got it.
It's an anti-hero novel about obsession, siblings, music and, at its core, memory. If you know L.A., it rings true. The writing is sensuous, intimate, full of seemingly tangential insights which turn out not to be (like the title).