Day Seven - Rodin, Rene, Romanthony

Romanthony - Wreck
pressed in 2000

This Auguste Rodin piece at the San Francisco Legion of Honor especially struck me:























Auguste Rodin - Eve (Bronze with Brown Patina)
1880-1881


As the story is traditionally told, it is Eve's nakedness that brings her shame. But, isn't it rather her awareness of being naked, of being naked in the world that brings her shame? And how can this awareness be called shame? For whatever reason, she now knows that she is seen. She is seeing herself. She is being watched. She is aware that she is being watched, all for the very first time. She is being seen differently, by herself and the world. One speculates that she must be horrified, that to cover herself, to hide her corpulent body in plain sight, is her first reaction. But, one speculates too, that she cannot imagine her body yet, that she doesn't yet know what to cover up, that she too imaginatively exclaims, 'what to do with this here?' It is this that Rodin captured for all eternity.
























Rene Magritte - The Dangerous Liaison
1926

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(Nice to) Click and play (as many times as you want).

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Hall & Oats - I Can't Go For That (No Can Do) 12"
remix by Robert Wright
pressed in 1981


Stereotypes of groups either by class, echoes or pastels are (always) often two dimensional.

























Hall & Oates - 1981


















Miami Vice - 1984



















Milo and Otis - 1986


"Easy ready willing overtime
When does it stop, where do you dare me to draw the line
You got the body now you want my soul
Don't even think about it say No Go
Now I'll do anything you want me to
I'll do almost anything that you want me to
But I Can't Go For That
No Can Do
I can't go for being twice as nice
I can't go for just repeating the some old lines
Use the body now you want my soul
Oo forget about it say No Go
Yeah I'll do anything you want me to
I'll do almost anything that you want me to
But I Can't Go For That
No Can Do."

Day Six - Letting Kirk and Vader know

Mayer Hawthorne & The Country - Just Ain't Gonna Work Out
pressed in 2008





























How gauche to play oneself in one's life. Only an immense buffoon or ego would attempt to do so. But, to play another, to mimic, to become, however impotent that might be, is truly the great art.






















This is because the thing mimic'd must be more REAL than the actual real object itself. It must be INXS, excessive, in excess of the actual object. In other words, when becoming you must seep into metaphysics. It is this act of seepage that prevents the mimicry from effecting anything other than fascination and perhaps a certain joy.

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Choose freshly and swim grittily.

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Daft Punk - Fresh
pressed in 1997

“The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, as though plaiting thick tresses of darkness. Here, too, appear the lighthouses of the mind, with their outward resemblance to less pure symbols. The gateway to mystery swings open at the touch of human weakness and we have entered the realms of darkness. One false step, one slurred syllable together reveal a man's thoughts.”
- Louis Aragon

















Reality is the apparent absence of contradiction.
















The marvellous is the eruption of contradiction within the real.
















Love is a state of confusion between the real and the marvellous. In this state, the contradiction of being seem really essential to being.

Day Five - Roll is to Roll is to Roller

Francisco - Moon Roller 12"
remix by raiders of the lost ARP
pressed in 2004



























A classic in dystopian sci-fi flicks, Rollerball with James Cann made rollerball the game of the future. Set in a far off future where 'corporate society was an inevitable destiny' brought about by the 'centuries old dream' of the good life, the game of Rollerball was created to demonstrate the futility of individual effort. The game had it's rules and the corporate maxim was to 'let the game do it's work.'





























All games have their rules. But to live under rule of game is no life at all. When Gertrude Stein wrote, 'a rose is a rose is a rose is a rose," she managed to outgrow the grammatrix of language and cultivate a rose 'redder' than any other 'in history' as she would have put it and did. Simply by repeating, through repetition, a rose was made reddest in Gertrude's presence much like Rothko's early works are his most red, reflecting his invigorating and vigorous vitalism before his health waned.




















The circuit of a roller rink during a roller derby sustains an ever increasing vitalism too. But, wait! That thing on the left is a beholder! A beholder is an aberration. It is a floating spheroid body with a single eye on the front and many flexible eyestalks on the top. Lone beholders found at roller derbys are often refugees who have survived an attack that exterminated the rest of their nest or are outcasts who were expelled for having some form of mutation. The most famous lone beholder is Large Luigi, who works as a barkeeper at Oh Joy's. Somewhat mild and even-tempered, lone beholders have even been known to form friendships with other creatures, a trait that no other beholderkin or true beholder ever displays.

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Flick and lick and click that switch.

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Jamiroquai - Bullet
pressed in 1997

Have you ever been to La La Land? The Los Angeles where the beautiful people reside? Take a drive out to Santa Monica and Malibu getting sun kissed and wind blown.

Day Four - Massaging the Dragon

Recently, in San Francisco no less, there was a 'double dragon' issue. Should citizens and the law protect those that traffic in massages and other such double entendre issues?



I know we're supposed to look for what is best, or the best of things but sometimes what 'works' is crucial or more importantly, better.

Go for what works. It is what works which is often best.

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Play time! This time for the kiddies!

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Disney - The Three Caballeros
first screening in Mexico in 1944

Aurora Miranda was the sister of Carmen Miranda of pineapple, pear, banana, grape basket on head fame. Here she is doing a number for Disney's classic movie The Three Caballeros or Los Tres Caballeros which Disney released in Latin America for propaganda purposes. The US hired Disney to make this film because America wanted to persuade/dissuade those Axis sympathizers in countries such as Argentina, Brazil and Chile. Sub-textually, of course.

They did a phenomenal job, though. This is a gorgeous film. This movie has no real plot: only frames within which various species of birds run amok. This is drift, Disney style. Everything moves and undulates: the music, the actors, the cartoons, even the city becomes!

Day Three - Traipsing

If you need a brusher-up or if you need to brush up on your Marx, this is a great book with which to start or to start with. Is coherence or clear articulation a vestigal response of the ego? The array of things you display, your multi-foiled selves, your apparatus of capture, are all these things a rationalization of an ego too stubborn to let go of things? What exactly goes on when your shoes match the color of your pantsuit? For whom are you speaking so clearly and articulately for? These are the kinds of issues expounded upon in this here text.

Yet, Henri Lefebvre discounted those things that helped him write his texts. Namely, those things we call - women. Absentmindness? Or did his ego manage to let go of all things it thought irrelevant to him?

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How about some more sounds and visions?

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Hugh Masekela - The Boy's Doin' It
remix by carl craig
pressed in 2005

I like suppleness. Water is supple often forming shapes because it's body and surface detect even the most imperceptible of limits. Turn down the temperature and water will become solid. Our bodies are mostly water. The famed utterance, 'we still do not know what a body can do,' recognizes this fact about bodies, about the flesh. What are thoughts made of? Or what element can thoughts be likened to? Thoughts cleave bodies, often cleanly. Sometimes messily, leaving entrails and undesired pulp. What is the heft of a good thought?

Day Two - Preparation

It is said that what is called "the spirit of an age" is something to which one cannot return. That this spirit gradually dissipates is due to the world's coming to an end. For this reason, although one would like to change today's world back to the spirit of one hundred years or more ago, it cannot be done. Thus it is important to make the best out of every generation.

- Yamamoto Tsunetomo
Hagakure

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Let's listen to some music and gaze at some photos, shall we?

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Techno is the classical music of today.

Yellow Magic Orchestra - Pure Jam
pressed in 1982
"This must be the ugliest piece of bread
I've ever eaten
Wrapped in a foil-like substance
It's an unidentified object
Shapelessly square, God it's so ugly [Jam desho]
I wonder why, Maybe the answer lies [Sore jam desho, dozo]
In the thickness or the size"

Day One - First Contact

The expanse of ice and frozen tundra daunts me. And, as I traipsed about, I sensed signs of life. These signs are, however distant and unrecognizable, the only hope I see for survival. I made up my mind to make contact because my supplies dwindled and madness threatened. Drinking a bottle of red to celebrate the new year bolstered my courage to try and send a sign of good will to announce my presence.


'Get A Dog.' I wrote into the blue.

Of course, the only indication of any language to communicate in was the tome and thesis 'Read This Text' by Daniel Coffeen, an old scribe. So I copied, and in a sense, mimicked, his style. Three simple words set in a straight line: A Suggestion, an Article, and a Noun. Hopefully, it would be intelligible. It was an old text and the binding was worn and the letters hard to read. I waited for a response.

One day later - a reply.

"HAvent seen Wall-E, but in strict defense of a friend and mentor, I say Fernando, your blog is a piece of shit. its boring and exaclty what id expect from someone like you. go filter yourself you miserable jerk. sorry ry"

Hnm. A long reply and it will take some time for me to translate this drivel as it is now, only nonsensical. But, with time, with rumination, I'm sure it will become meaningful.


As for now, I will attempt communication after I set out my signs and sounds of intelligence on this here ice-float.