sound-artfag production...gorgeous and stifling, iwalki auditorium my head nearly explodes and I choke on my own saliva attempting not to cough during an 85 minute performance of morton feldman's triadic memories...we go for coffee, cross against the lights, holding hands...
four hours later we are climbing a spiky fence...it's short tho, and easy to scale, with plenty of foot-holds...we are in...the trees and plants and pagodas are reduced to greyscale...the water is like glass...there are lights all round the periphery but they don't touch us...we own the garden...it's ours now.
we scramble over gardenbeds and little hills, the wind makes everything alive and crazy...trees at night...trees at night are the best and you agree. we step into the cactus garden...everything is still, like a scene from a film in a desert...in your tactile fascination you put your hands up to feel almost all of them. it's like time has stopped here, the wind doesn't move anything...i'm not even sure whether the wind has dropped away. we climb some more, there is a hollow tree stump...I wonder if it goes somewhere...wonderland maybe...{how twee}...you say it's a warp to level seven ~ I hum "duddu-duddu-dudda" ~ you sing the next part and we giggle...we climb out over the D gate and then cross the road...the colours return...they seem garish and unnecessary...you tell me how it was recently discovered that greek marble statues were painted in lurid colours to begin with and we giggle more...act of ultimate vandalism; we take a broken fence paling from latrobe's cottage and scale the shrine...we pass a nightwatchman...approach the flame..."one quick toss, i reckon and then keep walking" "okay" and it's done...destroying a piece of history with another[sic]...but my aim is off...it floats through the flames and lands just to the side of them...oh well, I joke, "I'll just tell people I did, and you're my witness...and then I jacked off into it" we giggle some more and hop a tram...
we are going to climb a carpark...we walk to it and step into the lift...opposite ends of the spectrum...trees~to~concrete...tresspass...but when we reach the top it doesn't look like it used to when we scaled the little power station...there is a whole lot of construction going on...two or more other levels and a gate with barbed wire that says keepout...sounds like a wager...we scale half built things and climb ladders...we climb onto the edge of the building, we are scaling a crane, we are up very high...this is a good vantage point for snipers...we are outlaws...we are covered in concrete dust...it shows up tough on our black black clothes and we giggle and climb down...
Monday 31 March 2008
Thursday 27 March 2008
siamesetwinz
is it ultimate narcissism? we don't look the same, but...
we dress the same/play the same
we take turns saying things and responding with
"that's exactly what I was going to say"...
"I was going to put this song on your mix"...
"fuck, me too"..."obviously"..."of course"
three weeks...has it only been that long?
"i could just clone you...y'know? I have yr hair...and yr stuff..."
"i was thinking of biting myself and bleeding onto you while you were asleep"
"if i want yr blood i'll just take it"
"well, i do belong to you...will you bite me while I'm sleeping?"
"i was thinking i'd use a knife"
"you're so fucking hot"
we catch ourselves being disgustingly sweet and make gestures to let each other know
that it's involuntary...so, we have each other's understanding
there, too...
I'm overwhelmed by the familiarity, but still
excited
JLGOD what have you gotten me into?
thankyou though, I love it
we dress the same/play the same
we take turns saying things and responding with
"that's exactly what I was going to say"...
"I was going to put this song on your mix"...
"fuck, me too"..."obviously"..."of course"
three weeks...has it only been that long?
"i could just clone you...y'know? I have yr hair...and yr stuff..."
"i was thinking of biting myself and bleeding onto you while you were asleep"
"if i want yr blood i'll just take it"
"well, i do belong to you...will you bite me while I'm sleeping?"
"i was thinking i'd use a knife"
"you're so fucking hot"
we catch ourselves being disgustingly sweet and make gestures to let each other know
that it's involuntary...so, we have each other's understanding
there, too...
I'm overwhelmed by the familiarity, but still
excited
JLGOD what have you gotten me into?
thankyou though, I love it
Tuesday 18 March 2008
Monday 17 March 2008
Thursday 13 March 2008
it was fun...and funny, so we laughed
everything began to happen at once
started to go down
I looked thinking it would be all right
broke and the motors gave out
one was left for the band soaked
We, up three flight now,
galley crew
But it seemed everyone to pass some time Jill said could I say,
we did while
It was fun and funny so she could laugh,
so full bodied
were high over the roofs
A Waves and waveforms joining in a the boat
The cold silver sky through
Last I saw of Jill coils of the antennae Laughing,
so her fill of the boys there to plug in again and fry water love”
She kept laughing and love to,
right now, you know” smoke too,
and her lips parted of an antenna
she looked right and a blinding flash caught me all crossed with wires and spikes and all my thoughts dissolved
in How different from the sea is
We had just left shore when
The water came in and we at Jill and she looked back,
to go down Then the railings The hall emptied out
and no The amps all wet, speakers burst, tried to meet up with the had gone
We had a smoke “I’d love to, right now”
What the waters rose, licking our feet we laughed
I loved the way When we hit the sky we field of gnarled antennas coiling upwards nice hot blast
So different from opened for us and we passed
she was heading backwards into the beautiful Saying she hadn’t yet had and the electricity Saying she wanted a bit
I said “Watch the shook her hair She said “I’d So we did, and had a
There in amongst the coiling snakes at home
The waves came up dreaming of her As she looked watching the blast Everything went orange the cloud I thought one last: the boat?
started to go down
I looked thinking it would be all right
broke and the motors gave out
one was left for the band soaked
We, up three flight now,
galley crew
But it seemed everyone to pass some time Jill said could I say,
we did while
It was fun and funny so she could laugh,
so full bodied
were high over the roofs
A Waves and waveforms joining in a the boat
The cold silver sky through
Last I saw of Jill coils of the antennae Laughing,
so her fill of the boys there to plug in again and fry water love”
She kept laughing and love to,
right now, you know” smoke too,
and her lips parted of an antenna
she looked right and a blinding flash caught me all crossed with wires and spikes and all my thoughts dissolved
in How different from the sea is
We had just left shore when
The water came in and we at Jill and she looked back,
to go down Then the railings The hall emptied out
and no The amps all wet, speakers burst, tried to meet up with the had gone
We had a smoke “I’d love to, right now”
What the waters rose, licking our feet we laughed
I loved the way When we hit the sky we field of gnarled antennas coiling upwards nice hot blast
So different from opened for us and we passed
she was heading backwards into the beautiful Saying she hadn’t yet had and the electricity Saying she wanted a bit
I said “Watch the shook her hair She said “I’d So we did, and had a
There in amongst the coiling snakes at home
The waves came up dreaming of her As she looked watching the blast Everything went orange the cloud I thought one last: the boat?
western star land
arise playing star too long
It's a the of me a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming on and time through long
An eastern the out turns out stay
Into (?)Comes west on
To the a western it silver to - same
Been back the on - clearer the rain
Seems been star
Looking to eye Pick have long It's a-coasting saw is to - I - through - too comes a - turns to - - the on starland
It's turns it it it and
Head alive dirty mirror to again - fast lane way too out I thought up western I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a singing a - me out to comes new alive and been a man Here like on (?)
You've it's of way way eastern away on
A kind slowIt's been - it - (?)
Ghost been to see a gone been mind
It starIt's to simple rhyme
The sight disappearer gold It and speaks and - turn it going in my way
Looking
a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming on and time west on
To the a western it silver to - star
Looking to eye Pick have long It's a-coasting saw a - turns to - - the on starland
It's again - fast lane way too out I thought singing a - me out to comes new alive of way way eastern away on
A kind slow
It's been been mind
It star
It's to simple rhyme
The sight disappearer gold It way
Looking arise playing star too long
It's a the of me through long
An eastern the out turns out stay
Into (?)Comes sameBeen back the on - clearer the rain
Seems been is to - I - through - too comes turns it it it and
Head alive dirty mirror to up western I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a and been a man Here like on (?)You've it's - it - (?)Ghost been to see a gone and speaks and - turn it going in my
time west on
To the a western it silver It's a-coasting saw a - turns to - way too out I thought singing a - way eastern away on
A kind slow
It's been been way
Looking arise playing star too long
It's a the out stay
Into (?)Comes sameBeen back the on - - through - too comes turns it it I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a and - it - (?)Ghost been to see a in my a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming on and to - star
Looking to eye Pick have long - the on starland
It's again - fast lane me out to comes new alive of way mind
It starIt's to simple rhyme
The sight disappearer gold It of me through long
An eastern the out turns clearer the rainSeems been is to - I it and
Head alive dirty mirror to up western been a man Here like on (?)You've it's gone and speaks and - turn it going
It's a-coasting
saw a - turns to - way eastern away on
A kind slow
It's been been out stay
Into (?)Comes same
Been back the on - I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a and in my a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming have long - the on starland
It's again - of way mind
It star
It's to simple rhyme
The sight out turns clearer the rain
Seems been is to up western been a man Here like on it going time west on
To the a western it silver way too out I thought singing a - way
Looking arise playing star too long
It's a the - through - too comes turns it it - it - (?)
Ghost been to see a on and to - star
Looking to eye Pick fast lane me out to comes new alive disappearer gold It of me through long
An eastern the - I it and
Head alive dirty mirror to (?)You've it's gone and speaks and - turn
It's a the of me a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming on and time through long
An eastern the out turns out stay
Into (?)Comes west on
To the a western it silver to - same
Been back the on - clearer the rain
Seems been star
Looking to eye Pick have long It's a-coasting saw is to - I - through - too comes a - turns to - - the on starland
It's turns it it it and
Head alive dirty mirror to again - fast lane way too out I thought up western I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a singing a - me out to comes new alive and been a man Here like on (?)
You've it's of way way eastern away on
A kind slowIt's been - it - (?)
Ghost been to see a gone been mind
It starIt's to simple rhyme
The sight disappearer gold It and speaks and - turn it going in my way
Looking
a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming on and time west on
To the a western it silver to - star
Looking to eye Pick have long It's a-coasting saw a - turns to - - the on starland
It's again - fast lane way too out I thought singing a - me out to comes new alive of way way eastern away on
A kind slow
It's been been mind
It star
It's to simple rhyme
The sight disappearer gold It way
Looking arise playing star too long
It's a the of me through long
An eastern the out turns out stay
Into (?)Comes sameBeen back the on - clearer the rain
Seems been is to - I - through - too comes turns it it it and
Head alive dirty mirror to up western I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a and been a man Here like on (?)You've it's - it - (?)Ghost been to see a gone and speaks and - turn it going in my
time west on
To the a western it silver It's a-coasting saw a - turns to - way too out I thought singing a - way eastern away on
A kind slow
It's been been way
Looking arise playing star too long
It's a the out stay
Into (?)Comes sameBeen back the on - - through - too comes turns it it I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a and - it - (?)Ghost been to see a in my a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming on and to - star
Looking to eye Pick have long - the on starland
It's again - fast lane me out to comes new alive of way mind
It starIt's to simple rhyme
The sight disappearer gold It of me through long
An eastern the out turns clearer the rainSeems been is to - I it and
Head alive dirty mirror to up western been a man Here like on (?)You've it's gone and speaks and - turn it going
It's a-coasting
saw a - turns to - way eastern away on
A kind slow
It's been been out stay
Into (?)Comes same
Been back the on - I'm silent way and (?)Now song
Like a and in my a -a -I -gone
It's - blink
Coming have long - the on starland
It's again - of way mind
It star
It's to simple rhyme
The sight out turns clearer the rain
Seems been is to up western been a man Here like on it going time west on
To the a western it silver way too out I thought singing a - way
Looking arise playing star too long
It's a the - through - too comes turns it it - it - (?)
Ghost been to see a on and to - star
Looking to eye Pick fast lane me out to comes new alive disappearer gold It of me through long
An eastern the - I it and
Head alive dirty mirror to (?)You've it's gone and speaks and - turn
Monday 10 March 2008
circa 2020
gosh,
in a park
in the dark
beer
cigarettes
whisk[e]y;self blended;
an amalgam of three; posh, posh, bottom shelf
in gazebo/pagoda/rotunda
bright light, beetles
big big grins
candid conversation
cut to
grass, dirt
an end to cigarettes
and end to conglomerate whisk[e]y
a walk
for a bit, cab ride the rest,
We drink passion pop and you,
gosh, you just dig on everything in my room
and you grokk it without trying
your voice is like music and you are effortless
attempting to repair my saxophone...
you are a song stuck in my head, sweet and lyrical
bleak and optimistic~
mela, mela, mela, mela, melancholia melancholia, mon cher
mela, mela, mela, mela, melancholia
schwebt über der neuen stadt und über dem land...
...die neuen tampel haben schon risse künftige ruinen einst wächst gras auch über diese stadt über ihrer letzten schicht...was ist die befindlichkeit des landes?
in a park
in the dark
beer
cigarettes
whisk[e]y;self blended;
an amalgam of three; posh, posh, bottom shelf
in gazebo/pagoda/rotunda
bright light, beetles
big big grins
candid conversation
cut to
grass, dirt
an end to cigarettes
and end to conglomerate whisk[e]y
a walk
for a bit, cab ride the rest,
We drink passion pop and you,
gosh, you just dig on everything in my room
and you grokk it without trying
your voice is like music and you are effortless
attempting to repair my saxophone...
you are a song stuck in my head, sweet and lyrical
bleak and optimistic~
mela, mela, mela, mela, melancholia melancholia, mon cher
mela, mela, mela, mela, melancholia
schwebt über der neuen stadt und über dem land...
...die neuen tampel haben schon risse künftige ruinen einst wächst gras auch über diese stadt über ihrer letzten schicht...was ist die befindlichkeit des landes?
Tuesday 4 March 2008
I got mixed up confusion...man it's killing me
"Here is a secret that might help you out of your confusion. All the boys that talk to you for more than ten minutes want to sleep with you."
Thanks... that only makes it more confusing actually...
One is hilarious; a cynical optimist with interesting interests and a bunch the same as me "we can haz mix seedee swopz" ohyes "ceiling cat's in hiz hevan allz rite wiht teh werld"...irony and freewheelin'... ur so fuckin death valley sixty nine or whatever. jesus,. jsu t get a fucking kcanyon
the other is a nomad...sweet as punch and shy, he makes poems and will only be here two months at the outside...his accent kills me and makes me revisit De Grassi crushes... my favorite colours green , i loved the magic school bus ,and when i grow up im going to be spider man
both are charming;
my tummy has been in knots...
Thanks... that only makes it more confusing actually...
One is hilarious; a cynical optimist with interesting interests and a bunch the same as me "we can haz mix seedee swopz" ohyes "ceiling cat's in hiz hevan allz rite wiht teh werld"...irony and freewheelin'... ur so fuckin death valley sixty nine or whatever. jesus,. jsu t get a fucking kcanyon
the other is a nomad...sweet as punch and shy, he makes poems and will only be here two months at the outside...his accent kills me and makes me revisit De Grassi crushes... my favorite colours green , i loved the magic school bus ,and when i grow up im going to be spider man
both are charming;
my tummy has been in knots...
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