November 2009
5 posts
Truth
truth is the bully we all pretend to like a point like a 3 dimensional globe your finger landing on a different place each time free for taking, free for changing your mind multiple view points multiple heights
Oh Puck
If that fat cherub with a plastic arrow delivers love, Puck will hold your hands into addiction.
ADDICTION LOOPS//3/6/2002
have you ever been addicted? invisible relentless grip on your consciousness soul locked in grooves of never-ending loops out of the blue he sprung, like that shrewd knavish sprite, puck in midsummer’s night robin goodfellow but the name tells of another for...
The silent talker
Disconnected.Totality autumn gold. dead maples drifting afloat.crushed.amid dark clouds of still murky water she sat alone without her eyes and talk to Silence once, she shone just like astralstars and of things in the skies.then it fell into oblivion, into the void. there are no colours tastes nor sounds in her worlds just the lone wind occasionally whispering echos of dead undead there is no...
Time travel - 2002
Surrounded by little dark molecules in the room listening to kraftwerk-computer love, reading that alvin toffler book - the third wave which i’m still trying to find over here and underground resistance - hi tech jazz playing in the background.
Written in 2002.
Internet became a new god and the old gods gradually were forgotten.
twist & slide bob & glide slip inbetween the...
October 2009
1 post
Oh Noir
Spent the hot and humid late afternoon pulling out old 45s and forgotten wax. Amanda Palmer @ Stereolounge tonight. Pixiedub has invited me to crash her set after. We will provide “signing” music as the celebrity couple (Amanda Palmer and Neil Gaiman) delight their fans with autographs and lovely looks at each other.
The dig began with noir-like sounds but got distracted to 70s...
