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David Sedaris - Calypso (Ticket Info)


Wintzell’s Oyster House will be sponsoring a pre-Sedaris party from 4-6pm on June 12 for ticket holders. ENJOY SEAFOOD BITES FROM WINTZELL’S at Page and Palette before Sedaris arrives!


UNSEATED TICKET (Still available!) (Price per ticket: $19.61)
Includes a paperback copy of "Calypso".
(Only available by calling our store or purchasing in-store at check out.)

Phone Number: (251)-928-5295.
Ticket will allow you a place in line.
Patrons can hear Sedaris speak throughout the store and outside.

*Only books purchased in store are eligible for signing.
*NO VIDEOS OR PHOTOS ARE ALLOWED. (Please keep this in mind.)


This summer brings the paperback publication of David Sedaris’s first book of stories in five years: CALYPSO (Back Bay Books/Little, Brown and Company; ISBN: 9780316392426; June 4, 2019).

As you know, if you read David’s writing, see him on his epic tours, or hear him on the radio – there’s no better storyteller. David has a knack for making us cringe, laugh-out-loud and cry, all in the span of a few lines. This particular collection seems to take an even deeper and darker, more introspective, turn, and surpasses his best writing yet.

With a keen eye toward the loss of his mother, and sister Tiffany, and as he and his father age and find new ways to communicate in an increasingly politicized climate, David delivers the very best of his talents here. You will love these stories, and find them to be a wonderful addition to his varied and beloved backlist.

“It seemed that this entrancing collection of essays, and my fascination with its author, had sucked me into some nerdy netherworld where real life becomes weirder and funnier and darker and bleaker than, well, real life...The brilliance of David Sedaris’s writing is that his very essence, his aura, seeps through the pages of his books like an intoxicating cloud, mesmerizing us so that his logic becomes ours.” —Alan Cumming, New York Times book Review

“Sedaris demonstrates yet again what makes him the best American humorist writing today: A remarkable ability to combine the personal with the political, the mundane with the profane, slime with the sublime, and hilarity with heart. Reading Sedaris' family stories is like tuning into a spectacularly well-written sit-com.”—


More incredible praise for CALYPSO

Calypso is the most family-centered of his books yet and, although much of it is very funny, it’s also his most melancholy as it addresses aging and loss... [it] ranges across a number of other subjects as well, often with Sedaris’ trademark off-center, self-deprecating humor.” —Tampa Bay Times

“Unusually poignant...there’s a touching sense here of a man becoming aware of his own mortality, in his own quirky way, and cherishing his good luck and his loved ones.” —Seattle Times

“Though middle age may have made his shades of gray blacker, the wit and incisiveness that make Sedaris much-adored remain.”—Harper’s Bazaar

“Firmly grounded in the present, but with the same sense of twisted nostalgia that has always marked his best work.”—The Associated Press

“Laugh-out-loud funny, true and introspective.”—St. Louis Post-Dispatch
“It has fewer laugh-out-loud moments, but feels more substantial and rewarding than some of

his earlier efforts.”—USA Today
“The most shocking thing David Sedaris can do is reveal that he’s been holding things back.”

Washington Post

“[CALYPSO] reveals the later-day Mr. Sedaris to be more ruminative, more serious, and a little less inclined to play everything for laughs” and praises, “one of his gifts as a writer is his ability to slip so easily between the profound and the mundane.”—The New York Times

“Sedaris dissects mortality and aging with great humor in this intriguing new collection.”

“Sedaris is as funny as ever but also delves into serious topics...with sensitivity.”—Real Simple

“David Sedaris’ biggest strength as an essayist and humorist lies in his remarkable power of observation, of detecting the humor and pathos in the everyday conversations most of us don’t register. His attention and wit are as incisive as ever, but Sedaris brings a stronger sense of self to the pages of Calypso...It’s both warmer and bleaker than any Sedaris that’s come before.” —The AV Club

“As usual, Sedaris tackles some of life's biggest (and to be honest, smallest) mysteries with his trademark sense of humor.”—Bustle

“The beauty of David Sedaris’ personality — and what keeps his readers come back for best- selling book after best-selling book — is his unwavering dedication to a helter-skelter train of thought.”—Entertainment Weekly

“These essays are less zany than his earlier work (although you’ll still laugh out loud). Instead, he has mastered the art of modulation, weaving together grief with silliness, the joys of life with the fact of death.”—Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

“David Sedaris’s new essay collection is the sharpest retort to anyone who thinks they know what our favorite curmudgeonly humorist will be up to next. His charming observational humor is still the engine, but there’s nothing frivolous about... Sedaris grapples poignantly and satisfyingly (and yes, often hilariously) with death, the aging body, and just how far the bonds of family can stretch.”—Conde Nast Traveler

“Eloquent and silly, Sedaris’ collection could probably find unshakable life even in the dust kitties under the bed. It’s impossible...not to want him to be your best friend, because like all best friends, he gets you laughing even as he gently turns you toward the darkness we all must face.”—San Francisco Chronicle

“The sharpness and exaggerated pettiness of his earliest books are all but gone, replaced with a gentler sort of wryness that, one assumes, comes with the wisdom of middle age and experience. When a David Sedaris story made you feel wistful, it used to be the exception; in Calypso, it's the rule.”—POPMatters

“If Calypso is concerned about anything, it is slowing us down to notice how ridiculous life can be, but also how it is very worth the many chuckles and tears.”—The Rumpus