Steal This Title
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
k7
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The recording is the removal of the
writing, leave it to transposition. Yeh sure thing, play it back in
key, get the melody down, repeat. Everything else is studio trickery.
To wake up the next day as if nothig happened, to believe in action
without consequence, that is the greatest trickery of all.
Monday, September 29, 2014
w.a.s.t.e
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What we are putting to use finds a
place. We must find a place for all that we are not using. In the
bin...ahhh.
Friday, September 26, 2014
sei vernunftig
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Do not get carried away the imagination
has every right to be here with us in reality.
Thursday, September 25, 2014
cooking
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That is a lovely accent, what a kick,
that trans-atlantic connection. Even Miles liked Paris.
Wednesday, September 24, 2014
comme d'habitude
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Das Atmen ist ohne Ende. Are you
getting a whiff of this death, a sense of emptiness in the stomach.
Do you wants some chips? Walk over to Flagey and buy a Westmalle on
the way. Bring a typewriter.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
maquillage
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Think on a masquerade. Hide my face.
They do not like my name and hate my face.
Monday, September 22, 2014
jilly
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Do not slow down, push through. Exit
philosophy through philosophy. Exit fatigue through fatigue.
Friday, September 19, 2014
concert goers
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Do you want to turn up and sit in just
to see what happens, what could be happening, whatever is available,
whatever comes back at us?
You speak as if you might be sitting
within the middle of it all.
If we are not by now then we may as
well pretend as though we are.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
song 2
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Your customs will be your death. Happy?
I am fucking ecstatic. I feel like a failed abortion. Chameleon.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
immaculte conception
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I came out through a sheath of latex
and voila my skin is thick plastic shit.
Monday, September 15, 2014
HR(d)
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It is kind of like you have to invest
in people so they invest in you. That is if you want investment.
Varying gestures of reciprocacy.
Friday, September 12, 2014
birdsong
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I pulled myself out of confusion just
in time. I recognised that I was not using words.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Last cavalry charge
Kiedy się wypełniły dnii przyszło zginąć latem,prosto do nieba czwórkami szliżołnierze z Westarplatte.(A lato było piękne tego roku).I tak śpiewali: Ach, to nic,że tak bolay rany,bo jakże słodko teraz iśćna te niebiańskie polany.(A na ziemi tego roku było tyle wrzosu na bukiety.)W Gdańsku staliśmy tak jak mur,gwiżdżąc na szwabską armatę,teraz wznosimy się wśród chmur,żołnierze z Westerplatte.I śpiew słyszano taki: -- Bysłoneczny czas wyzyskać,będziemy grzać się w ciepłe dnina rajskich wrzosowiskach.Lecz gdy wiatr zimny będzie dąłi smutek krążył światem,w środek Warszawy spłyniemy w dół,żołnierze z Westerplatte.Konstanty Ildefons Gałczyński1939 r.
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Aveugel
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Watch the blind walking, prodding
around at it with a stick, using a lot more of the feeling. Basically
the key element here is unemployability. The market wears thin and
there is no other size they can slip into wandering around naked in
the filthy shit corners.
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
sewerage
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We never seem to have the time to deal
with a dripping tap or a leaking water pipe.
Tuesday, September 09, 2014
die ArbeiterInnen
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Work night and day until sleep does
deprive us of will. It is not such a hard slog.
Monday, September 08, 2014
day in day out day in day out
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Make shitting a pleausre, something to
do together in the public shitting yards of community experience.
Friday, September 05, 2014
bjorn
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I do not buy plants without roots.
Extend that into the market mentality. Pick up a cross and five euros
sit with a beer in the hand. Religion is market.
Thursday, September 04, 2014
forever young
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The teenage market is a good one
without the hangups of knowing what they are looking for. The
childplay of a quick sale, if we can just keep them like this forever
then the case of a market sale value is never doing to be a difficult
one. Move them out, ship them in, stock and restock, relabel, old
smell new name.
Wednesday, September 03, 2014
les jeunes gens
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Those youth really know how to move. If
you do a little bit of the same somewhere else it feels different. Oh
the farts are of various odeurs.
Tuesday, September 02, 2014
Zagreb
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The new insquatting tapping into the
old whispers of a life left long ago by the wayside of an economic
shift, sell a dream to those who have not the time to sleep.
Monday, September 01, 2014
au marche de pouce
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Have someone else shift through your
detritus but not before you have been there yourself and had a good
scrape around and checked under the fingernails.