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Jurassic Park and sound
En diskussion på Zoetrope filmforum, januari 2001 kring medlemmen David Morrisons uppfattning om att blandningen av ljud och bild i experimentella och alternativa filmer skapar mer intrikata tolkningar och tredjemeningsstrukturer än klassisk Hollywoodfilm. Jag hade precis skrivit min C-uppsats i filmvetenskap om filmljud och kognition så mitt engagemang var lite förhöjt om man säger så. Här är mitt svar…
The dangling conversion
[Skriven mars 1999]
We talk about nothing
And make it sound like pride
We want the god damn freedom
And God to be our guide
We preach about morals
And emblaze ethic rights
We bow to politicians
Then take the drugs at night
We see ourselves as equals
We set the records straight
Empathy is in our prayers
But we won’t give up the hate
We claim to be the prophets
Of the prophecy of hope
But the world is so much clearer
When it’s dangling from the rope
Our Earth is staked out dogma
We’re divided into race
The loved one is a traitor
The friend a mirror face
Conductivity
Shame is the ultimate teacher of behavior.
Concrete faith
Why bother chasing to emulate someone else’s praised practices, when we won’t bother to evaluate the belief-system that built them? Cloned method blocks will crumble without the hardener of conviction.
Crock
See you later, procrastinator.
Aunt Penny
I’ve been around a long time, and you know, when you’ve been around a long time, you see people who are older. And they’ve survived this very complicated life, that we’ve all been given, to figure out. What are we to do with it? We have these children, we have this…
The Convert
Exploiting the intro- and extraverts of the world.
Matter
Searching for materialistic authenticity = hipster. Searching for non-materialistic authenticity = ?
Acceleration
Things are pending so fast and changing focus without notice. So fast. Emotions are swiftly crushed into moments of fear, then spread out quick as lightning over time into bits of experiences. So weird. When all we have are thoughts, more abstract than graspable, what do we hold on to as reference? There’s nothing. Humans are provided all the tools to conspire grand imaginations, but denied the ability to comprehend the consequences.
Back to the future
New demo for #366: A life lived
Our new demo for 2013 is done. High energy and melancholy spread over three tracks or 18 minutes. You can listen to Exit Saved and Inner Room below: Exit Saved Inner Room The demo
New track ”Inner Room” on radio tonight
Our new demotrack ”Inner Room” from our band #366: A life lived will be radio-streamed on Nebelwelten Radio tonight Wednesday around 19 to 21 CET. facebook.com/nebelweltenradio nebelwelten-radio.de More about #366: A life lived facebook.com/366alifelived…
Artikel om #366: A life lived på Side-line.com
Vårt electro/industriband #366: A life lived tillägnades en artikel i måndags på det stora belgiska online-musikmagasinet Side-line . Så här skriver de bl a: #366 A Life Lived might be a new band, the band members are far from newbies. They did hard industrial electro…
Gravity
I haven’t been so lonely
I haven’t been so cold
I haven’t been so angry
Since before I wasn’t told
I can’t mind
I can’t mind
I can’t mind no more
I haven’t been so dirty
I haven’t been so small
I haven’t been so fucked up
Since I threw open the door
I don’t mind
I don’t mind
I don’t mind…
Know way
I want to know
What way to go
To avoid the fear
And evil I hear
Crowded and hollow
I just can’t follow
The simplest line
To a silent mind…
#366: A life lived released on cassette compilation
The song We Live In Trenches from our band #366: A life lived will be featured on upcoming release Deathdigger Disco by Dödsdans Rekords, a triple cassette box in late June. Read more about it here: http://dodsdansrekords.se/news
Clean sheets, dirty life
It’s hard to hear much, the sound of life is so loud. Society street runs close and noisy in front of us, like a tv with full frequency range, without a remote. We step out on the rational sidewalk, lit with endlessly blinking and clanking machines. Middleway…
Black Urban Death
We’re so close
And the shell’s so thin
But the splitting and the grinding
Keeps us whipping up the grin
From across the shining street
There’s a perfect line of stares
Filled with winding steps of faith
And a blinding gaze of doubt
It’s so clear
The breaking, stopping sound
The impossible distraction
The accelerating ground
Listening to the hill
I heard the wind was good
To men and women still
The difference was unloud
I really never thought
To begin again
A living left unsaid
And a dying to be told
It’s so clear
The breaking, stopping sound
The impossible distraction
The accelerating ground
Ridley Scott och Blu-ray
Ridley Scott stödjer Blu-ray och jag håller med. /…Short of that, the technically sophisticated Blu-ray disc, of which I’ve been a supporter since its inception, is the closest we’ve come to replicating the best theatrical viewing experience…
Steve Jobs and creativity
Steve Jobs’ 2005 Stanford Commencement Address
Unarmed
I sometimes lost my keys as a kid. I notice the scale of loss has grown.
The Wanderer
I went out walking
Through streets paved with gold
Lifted some stones
Saw the skin and bones
Of a city without a soul
I went out walking
Under an atomic sky
Where the ground won’t turn
And the rain it burns
Like the tears when I said goodbye…
Not semantics
Recall the slight but fundamental difference between attending a party and arranging it? Parenting is 20 years of the latter.
Parenthood
”He was staring at the instruments with the air of one who is trying to convert Fahrenheit to centigrade in his head whilst his house is burning down.” – Douglas Adams.
The Belcebron people
”The Belcebron people used to cause great resentment and insecurity amongst neighboring races by being one of the most enlightened, accomplished, and above all quiet civilizations in the Galaxy. As a punishment for this behaviour, which was held to be…
Miniversum
”The Universe, as has been observed before, is an unsettingly big place, a fact which for the sake of a quiet life most people tend to ignore. Many would happily move to somewhere rather smaller of their own devising, and this is what most beings in fact do….
Fixa köket
Oerhört klarsynt av Dionne på Washington Post om health care-kaoset i USA:s kongress. On health care: ’Finish the kitchen’
Definition av människor 3
”She had spent her carrier attempting to make contact with the most remote and alien of strangers, while in her own life she had made contact with hardly anyone at all. She had been fierce in debunking the creation myths of others, and oblivious to the lie at the core…
Carl Sagan
”She was comfortable describing to him her snatches of memories, childhood embarrassments. And he was not only merely interested but fascinated. He would question her for hours about her childhood. His questions were always direct, sometimes probing, but without…
Eva Neimanta
Musik och från produktion i programmet Kultur- och medieproduktion på Malmö Högskola som jg deltog i hösten 2008. Vi fick i uppgift att presentera en annan klasskamrats livshistoria. Jag valde skriva en sorts operaliknande första akt av studenten Eva Neimantas liv….
Genetical and cultural evolution
Följande är ett utdrag ur en forumdiskussion mellan mig och den amerikanske, kristne medlemmen Joe Michaels om evolutionsteorin i allmänhet samt förväxlingen med skapelseteorin i skolorna i USA, Joe Michaels skriver: Man creates and we accept that. Look around us at…
The Boy
The boy looked away
Angry for the things she said
The boy turned around
Went astray for the things she said
You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way
The boy found a street
To walk for the things she said
He never turned around
Angry for the things she said
You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way
The boy came across
The door of another house
He’d never felt this way
Entered for the things she said
You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way
The boy walked the stairs
Went into a room to stay
His mother turned around
Angry for the things she said
You always have to walk away
You always have to stay this way
We talk about nothing
We talk about nothing
And make it sound like pride
We want the fucking freedom
And God to be our guide
We preach about our moral
and our fight for ethic rights
We roam about politics
Then take the drugs at night
We see ourselves as equals
We want the records straight
We think we’re understanding
But won’t give up the hate
We claim to be the profets
Of the prophecy of hope
But world seems so much clearer
Dangling from the rope
The Earth is staked out science
We’re divided into race
The loved one is a traitor
and friend a mirror face