from across the world, or something, here's what i'm listening to...check it out. (listened to in reverse order, ideally with lots of instruments around)
(all available on youtube.)
kala - ali farka toure and toumani diabate - in the heart of the moon
mouse on mars - diskdusk
uske orchestra - mouse on mars remix
aphex twin - rubber johnny - (with movie by chris cunningham)
von sudenfed - fledermaus can't get it - (movie by chris cunningham)
aphex twin - windowlicker
aphex twin - come to daddy
christian zehnder - wat i no
concerto for violin, mvmt 1 - debussy
mr. ozlo - flat beat
stimmhorn
micheal herges (guitar)
summertime - sarah vaughn (sp?)
add 1 bottle of wine per person, or substitute.
love,
elz
Showing posts with label play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label play. Show all posts
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
who are we?
message received, loud and clear. lesson learned. topic exhausted.
I don't really think we can pass the midterm, but I'll still stay up studying the night before.
except when the sun comes up, I'll realize we've been playing instead and we haven't read a word.
spent all morning writing one email.
will spend all afternoon running around the block. always counterclockwise.
the forces that hold my soles to the pavement are weakening, widening, stretching - imagine stepping on pink chewing gum and then pulling away, farther, fürther, gone. bakaw!
I don't really think we can pass the midterm, but I'll still stay up studying the night before.
except when the sun comes up, I'll realize we've been playing instead and we haven't read a word.
Do I contradict myself?get it? fuck it.
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)
spent all morning writing one email.
will spend all afternoon running around the block. always counterclockwise.
the forces that hold my soles to the pavement are weakening, widening, stretching - imagine stepping on pink chewing gum and then pulling away, farther, fürther, gone. bakaw!
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
accidentally stoned on an incidental rock
hullo world, i'm ready.
well, never-ready-but-ready-enough-anytime.
my days have been slipping by in smoke, rhythm, and gusts of cold wind. i confess: i have been in the reg. no, no, i take it back, wait: i was only there to print enough pages to make people wait awkwardly while i answer my cell phone unavoidably, talking in short bursts of reception in the quiet 1st floor. so where does the time go? how to patch together a rhythm of holes and gaps?
crisis averted then,
leli might add peanut butter. (or cheese? and.) i say chili powder, always.
i'm living on apples and bread and free cookies and when there's a meal it's an excellent meal.
maybe tomorrow i will theorize something. i would like to theorize a very nice rock.
for now, we play and we dream and we play
well, never-ready-but-ready-enough-anytime.
my days have been slipping by in smoke, rhythm, and gusts of cold wind. i confess: i have been in the reg. no, no, i take it back, wait: i was only there to print enough pages to make people wait awkwardly while i answer my cell phone unavoidably, talking in short bursts of reception in the quiet 1st floor. so where does the time go? how to patch together a rhythm of holes and gaps?
crisis averted then,
leli might add peanut butter. (or cheese? and.) i say chili powder, always.
i'm living on apples and bread and free cookies and when there's a meal it's an excellent meal.
maybe tomorrow i will theorize something. i would like to theorize a very nice rock.
for now, we play and we dream and we play
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