Points of Friction
Afterlife DNA Finger-Painting
Melon Expander 2007
01. Spores of the Aquifer
02. Any Stovepipe Can Befriend the Living...
03. Afterlife DNA Finger-Painting
04. Artichoke Tickle
05. When a Salamander Laughs Out Loud...
Samplers, synthesizers, (real time) tape loops, toys, turntables, zither, kalimba, (digital/thumb) piano, psaltery, birdcage, metal sculptures, bottles, bubbles, wooden bowl, spring-loaded mechanisms, effects… Other attempts to accurately describe it - to squeeze it into words, are often near impossible. What could you ever say of something that's wholly one's own? Cling to the old metaphors? Recently it's been pointed out to me that there's some guy making a living as a UPS driver in a virtual second life. Makes you wonder why people (or artists) tend to give music physical significance at all. Points of Friction - they seem to exist the other side, only seldom reaching to the 'real' world. Vague, changing, disquieting music, but at same time, open and sincere; made most likely because they did not learn to be bound by their own actions. Afterlife DNA is just one of a few ways for cultivation of a personal magic; listening carefully to its progress, you may begin to realize what nightmarish rationalism impregnates our daily lives. The fact that technology/imagination can reach such a symbiosis, in such unusual ways, is a phenomena to be explored alone, in itself. What if everyone came loaded with the same gear?!? BOTOS style...
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1 comment:
Your descriptions are tip-top. Even when my taste, as it happens to lie at a given moment, doesn't end up aligning with yours, your descriptive writing and well-measured rumination gives me something to take with me...sticks to my ribs! I ask/expect/enjoy the same thing about drugs (or did when that bidness was more my speed) or books: that they follow me back into this world...hopefully not in the form, of ideology. ;)
At any rate, don't skimp on the comments...fewer posts if need be, but keep sharing your thoughts. Word.
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