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Soapbox
04:30
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The time will come
When someone uses their moment with a mic
to say exactly what they wanna say
Not coding it in metaphors
or references
or forced opacity
Not playing pretend...
Just a mic used as a mic
And we'll all feel so dumb for not having the nerve to do it first
When we've all been thinking it
The soapbox over the stage
Articulating something out of chaos vs creating something out of nothing
Show don't tell when it comes to the liberation of desire
Woe is unto me if I preach not the gospel
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Assemblage Architecture
06:00
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Peace to Fritz Lang gotta lay him to rest
wrapped in blue prints with every other dictatorial master plan thrown in a grave
All the far reaching ideas that took up more than they could handle
That didnt empower every microcosm to come into their own and respond to their coordinates
It's the age of the assemblage
The problem solving real time architecture
The adapting to life and playing with expressions
The anonymous subway graffiti collaborations
And the AM radio channel surfing static jamming
The playing with commercial products and shitting on commercial systems
Fuck a thing that's built at once
All of this was built by life- the work in motion burst asunder
Artist as conductor, listener as composer, spongebob tarp as sun roof cover.
Not writing songs but constructing a laboratory that the ideas just bubble out of
4 a night
A nugget factory
A formula for continued expression and empowerment
With systems that become themselves but never lose their taste for playing
Always modular, rethinkable
Dangling back in history and lickin their chops to the horizon
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Lou on the Wall
05:52
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So you open a door and it doesn't surprise you
Big whoop
Nine doors and you're dying inside well
yeah fool
go figure
You got Lou, Lou, Lou, Lou on the wall
you got Jimi
You got thousands of hours of lives in the cells hidden
caught in each
No you'll never be
the sixties
No they never be'd
the sixties
Kid you got the means to conceive
so lonely
Kid you could be you could be
if only
Kid you could be the young lady
on a banana
Tiny and blue and 2D
if you keep at it
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4. |
Neighborhood Dogs
09:50
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Two minute songs about things we want
I want my life to be a series of chain reaction explosions setting each other off like neighborhood dogs
Which means the street’s gotta be ductile. Gotta conduct liberating forces.
All your dogs’ have gotta have their ears perked.
Gotta think on your toes gotta be reactive to moments that present themselves as corners to turn.
Moments have so many corners spiny little hedrons and I wanna love them each intimately wanna lick my way around each tip to the next one
I’m not interested in doing this by myself for much longer
Got no interest in the lone development of a craft or career to present as a finished product.
Got no interest in eternity, the perfection of artificial symmetry.
I want the air thick with history.
I wanna be working in a big group on something outside of this meaning something against this.
I wanna not turn to commercial forces for cues and values. Death to catchy zingers genre fonts and wordplay.
No stages, no lineups, bars bouncers bookers. No tyrannical pop production standards.
No tyranny of the beat that we all so willingly submit to. Chicken out and love like a ball and chain at the last second.
I’m not interested in anything that’s not collective, anything short of each of us knowing that a total break is possible because we can feel it in real time in the things we’re doing
In short I can no longer be inspired by anything short of revolution
And that thought itself is inspiring cuz you come to see the power of being a conductor with a will. With a vision and a grammar that you collectively establish as you go, recognizing what’s you and what’s a parasite you’ve internalized. A little worm thinking through you, defending itself in your voice. A gravity pulling you down to a rock you hate.
Don’t you re-paint these structures that I like loose enough to pull like a rotten tooth. Don’t you invite your boss to your after hours birthday party. We don’t need their kinda kicks.
I’m looking to blast off barking with the neighborhood
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