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MUSIC: A perfect circle - The package
There's a solar storm crashing down on earth, and for the first time in ten or twenty years Aurora Borealis is visible in this region. But i live in a brightly lit city, plus it's too cloudy. My mum said she saw glimpses of it.
I've been really upset about a documentary i saw Tuesday, about Silvio Berlusconi. I had a little talk about it with my business associate (that's such a disgustingly pc word, i'll have to use it) Erik - not my hubby- and he made a good point, that Berlusconi and Aznar both were strong allies with George W. Bush, and both prime-minister of the two countries in the European Community who most recently had been ruled by dictators. Except for Greece. Which Erik told me have had the biggest economic growth this year of all EC countries. So this makes no sense.
Tonight i'm gonna go to the night screening of Alien - Director's cut which is playing for 2 nights only, with my hubby ofcourse, and it starts at 24:15. I'm really anxious for it, so i'm drinking loads of coffee and a sort of fake Swiss Red Bull, which Erik's sister brought back from holiday as a gift. Might have palpatations.
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MUSIC: Muse - Apocalypse please
I had a day off today. That was great. First i woke up next to Erik, nice and warm. Then we had breakfast and sort of discussed living together. Which isn't a complicated story if, but more how.
Then i went to the barbershop yes and i really liked it. My hair smelled really nice plus i bought a really fucking expensive jar of wax, but which is really tuff. The girl waxed my hair nonchalant, so i basically felt ultracool all day. I cycled to the recordstore, considered buying the Henin Elias album for E 6.50, but decided i was probably going to spend a fuck load of money during the day, so went out only with the Music for airports album by Brian Eno.
Following, i bought the two remaining Thorgal comics, so now i have a complete series. Next i went to the library, became a member, and searched the shelves for knowledge. Unbelievably, they had a book about Lucian Freud, who is my hero, in a certain way. I'll tell some more about him someday. He's a painter anyway. In the end i rented the remix album from Duran duran, a Frank Zappa album and the book Marilyn Manson wrote. I'd figure you have to start not too difficult with these kind of things.
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MUSIC: Muse - Ruled by secrecy
Another thin, yet less thin moon was hovering over the office buildings tonight, completely orange.
I have succeeded in the pixelpattern field, yes, late last night. It'll be posted on K10K in a few days under the name Sevilla01. This might be a good thing for ndns2013 too. I'm considering adding it to the GLOBE section.
I'm also considering getting a haircut. At a barbershop. Wow, this is heavy stuff you must think... well i haven't been to one in almost 3 years. I used to do it myself, with a pair of clippers. However my hairdo is sooo out of shape now, i'd better get it under the caring attention of a pro. Or cut it real short myself, that way it doesn't matter. Hmm. Dillema.
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MUSIC: David Sylvian - Nostalgia
I've taped Fraggle Rock, and i'm gonna fully enjoy it in a moment! But a few stones have to be lifted from my heart.
This weekend Erik and i went to Amsterdam once again, this time not only for the Yann Arthus Bertrand pics, we passed merely by coincidence, but we were really looking for 80's sunglasses (Erik) and armycaps (me), but didn't find any. I'll go to the armydump that's almost two steps further up the street, but i've only been to once, on wednesday.
I accidently stumbled onto K10K, and more specific, the pixelpattern desktops, which are amazing! I immediatly started to make one myself, which is harder than you might think. This means i haven't succeeded yet. But i will.
Cycling through the city yesterday, i spotted 4, yes, FOUR 2012 graffittis! They're all by the same person, so it's not as much an underground-cult-thing as i'd thought, but still, it looks ominous. As soon as i've developed the film and scanned the pics, you'll find 'em here somewhere.
Daylight saving time ended yesterday, so when i left work this afternoon, the sun had already set. A beautiful, ultrathin strip of a newborn moon was hanging over the horizon. I don't think i've ever seen the moon so thin.
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MUSIC: Chemical Brothers - Morning lemon
Today my mum brought to my attention the fact that the Freggles or Fraggles in full English are being rebroadcasted, apparently on Veronica television. The webcommunity surrounding the Fraggles is still vibrant, i found out after a little research. My favourite one was Jet or Red in English, because she was such an extravagant, care free girl i seem to remember, like the sister i never had. Awww. Come to think of it, Mokey (Molly in the Dutch version) was kind of a Lisa Simpson avant-la-lettre. Gosh i've got to tape some of these shows.
Just watched TOTP on BBC, it's been long since i've been sniggering along with the new entries in the UK top 10, but this week, the moment came. First the lovely Sophie Ellis Bextor stood there shaking her hip so deadpan like the tarty girl she is, with great camera awareness! Then on number one were the Sugababes, who fair enough, have a poppier song than Sophie really. Hole in the head is so cool.
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MUSIC: Sophie Ellis Bextor - Mixed up world
Yesterday, while listening on and off to Death in vegas, i realised that was probably the last album i bought (that was in 2000) because of the reviews i read. Or maybe The strokes or At the drive-in. One of them was definitely the last. I hate albums like that, even At the drive-in's Relationship of command, which is one the best albums of recent years, but it still is detached from my point of view. It's good music but does not touch me. The same with Endtroducing by DJ Shadow. Love that album, but it's not FOR me.
So now i'm listening to Sophie, my pet shop girl.
Talking to Erik, that's my hubby, i seem to have missed a program on tv about the upcoming revolution of hydrogen power. Fosile fuel is definitely drying up, and great plans are developed for the new kind of energy. I can't really recite it, as i haven't seen the program, but it's supposed to be great. However, the fuckers at Shell for one are getting away with it and will be cashing in. That angers me beyond control. GODDAMNIT!
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MUSIC: Death in vegas - Soul auctioneer
Yesterday, ready to doze off in bed, i had a creative flux and made In the hands of the caring majority. I had a line 'If we saw it off now we can save your life' hanging around for a couple of weeks, and all of a sudden this came out. It was pretty sensational. I'm really into writing this sort of 'medieval' poetry, medieval in the way that the subjects are not time-specific, but breathe a certain sense of human despair, which seems typically medieval but could just as well happen nowadays. I'm cheered on in this by Power, corruption and lies by New Order and to some extent Radiohead's Hail to the thief whose lyrics have the same feel.
I finished my dinner in front of the television just now, ready to watch Will and Grace, but on NL3 a discussion wether or not the ban on Hitler's Mein Kampf in the Netherlands should be lifted, and be republished caught my attention. As horrible as it is, the fact that Jewish people are terribly offended by it, does not mean the ban should stay. Those who agree with Hitler, would find various ways of purchasing it. Those that don't, would find it unreadable and disgusting, but gain no knowledge what so ever from it. So i don't think any new anti semitism will be spawned by a publication, the only against ofcourse is the sign it gives to survivors of the Holocaust.
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MUSIC: none
No i didn't make any music yesterday. I had a really easy day. I'm reading 'De onhuwbaren' right now by dutch author Willem Melchior, which is irritating to the bone, but still i have to keep on reading. Why for god's sake? It tells the story of my life. The irritating thing though is that it has virtually no dialogue, and all the action in the book is described in past tense, without any insight in the psychological development of the characters. That's so bad, i can't believe he got the book published. But still i have to keep on reading.
News today: Pamela Anderson announced she only has 5 to 10 years left to live. Uhm. No witty response here. Although she claimed she had her breast implants removed, didn't she. Her tits don't look like it.
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MUSIC: none
It's a sunday, and the one day of the week when nothing is going to happen, i feel like doing nothing to expel that void. Just let it come over me. The only thing i feel like doing is plugging my Korg X5 in once again, and start making synthesized noise. From my lovely hubby i got me a good set of earphones for free, which i want to test on something like Kid A or anything else Radiohead like, or on my own noise.
On the gate to his studio mansion there was a green pencil pasted, with the words www.coloryourcity.tk which is an actual url. It reminded us of this thing i once did in London, i had made 5 Artbombs which consisted of a mixtape and a little story on the cassettesleeve. I dropped them off at various places like museums and such. Never heard anything from them.
Yesterday my mum took me to Amsterdam to watch the Yann Arthus Bertrand exhibition, which was quite interesting... or at least relativating to everyday life. The saddest and most impressive picture was one of Tsjernobyl after the nuclear explosion in 1986, which sadly i can't seem to find an example of on the net, so i'll have to expose it here.
The text next to the picture, which was essential for most pictures that were exposed, said that this town is only several kilometres away from the nuclear reactor. The entire area is now deserted, but still these blocks of flats lay there, ghostlike. It seems to embody the entire problem with humanity, that there is the world, and there are we, and we seem to fuck up everything, but the world doesn't stop turning. That sort of came to mind when i watched it.
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MUSIC: Suede - Modern boys
As mentioned before, i've been to the Groninger Museum with Inge, to see the Erwin Olaf exhibition. It wasn't truely great art, but you know how you feel intellectually nourished when you're in the museum gift shop, ready to leave, i still had that. So lots and lots of ideas for ndns2013.
I also bought a spirograph for E 1.50, sheerly out of youth sentiment, because i never had one myself. But it's total crap. I'd better stick to this one, which also has the formula for one! Cool!
I've been listen with great joy to the Sci fi lullaby album from Suede. I really think i'd like to check out their last album, but it might take a while to get into, as it was much more calm and subtle pop music.
I've read that Radiohead played a game of dice with 5 other bands to decide who had to play first on a recent New York festival. They lost, had to go first. That's funny.
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MUSIC: Suede - Modern boys
In Vienna, the leaders of Servia and Kosovo had their first talks since the end of the Kosovo war in 1999. More symbolic than substantial, but still, talks.
In Morocco, king Mohammed VI made an adjustment to Morocco's familyright. This means women obtain equal rights in marriage, which means they can't be expelled by their husbands for no reason. It also means marriages and divorces in other countries between two Moroccans are legally valid.
Pope John Paul II, not dead yet, claimed that using condoms is more dangerous to your health than not using them. Thanks to that, thousands of people will follow his advice, and catch venerial diseases or HIV, and die from it. Karl-Friedrich Lentze, a German artist, apparently will be suing the pope for that. He's also the guy who got permission to be buried with an inflatable sex doll enclosed in his coffin. Don't you know him?
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MUSIC: New order - Truth (Peel session)
The day after tomorrow i'm going to the Erwin Olaf exhibition in the Groninger Museum. There's also another photo exhibition troughout the city, Noorderlicht. And next saturday, i'm gonna see the Yann Arthus Bertrand exposition which is placed outside the Stopera building in Amsterdam. So nuff culture for me this week.
I've added a nice item... the countdown to 2013 (see above). It is, for anyone who doesn't understand, counting down to the first of January 2013. I'm sure it'll become a global craze in a week or two, but please remember, i did it first.
Oh and if you are a six foot black model with a blockhead, have look at this. Grace Jones is making a movie from her life, and it damn well deserves to become one!
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MUSIC: New order - Hurt
It's not likely to become a fad, as it takes an old Polaroid cam to make 'em, but pretty sensational all the same. These photo's.
Really, i fell asleep halfway through Solyaris yesterday, though i managed to open my eyes during a very interesting dialogue near the end, where dr. Snouth (funny how all the Russians had English names) said that men doesn't explore the universe to learn, only to expand it's own world. But i couldn't reproduce any other idea from that movie. Only this great quote i got from imdb:
Man was created by Nature in order to explore it. As he approaches Truth he is fated to Knowledge. All the rest is bullshit.
I'm gonna rent last year's version by Steven Soderbergh, not only for George Clooney's ass though. Just to compare his ass and the Russian Chris Kelvin's bod.
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MUSIC: Jill Read - Maybe
Just mindboggling, how much someone absuses his profession in favor of getting attention. My favorite psych was at the Rits again yesterday, and immediately starting digging for my unknown fears and pleasures. Fortunately, i had to do a bar shift so no problem getting rid of him.
Today i went into town and bought some kick ass pants. One black velvet, one tan polyester model with orange and red stripes on the sides. Now i need some kick ass shoes with them as well.
And for some blunt entertainment tonight i've rented Solyaris (Solaris) by Tarkovsky. Gonna crawl on the couch with my hubby, that's gonna be hilarious.
I just want to say how much i hate fucking Ashton Kutcher's fucking fuckface, especially on MTV's Punked. God he must be dumber than a jackasses turd! Oh how i hate him, and that's special for a vegetarian Buddhist like me!
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MUSIC: Girls against boys - One dose of truth
I am missing a great party at Wim's today, but that's because i have to work at the Rits. Wondering if my personal psych will be there again. Tomorrow i'm gonna sleep til really late, then stumble into town (like a sacred cow) and buy some new pants. I want them to be PROTRO, but all the trousers i see are of the bleached, worn out kind. I want tuff new denim. Or some pants with a real crispy cut. If that's something.
For the first time ever, the Billboard Hot 100 has an all 'black' artists top 10. I read an explanation for it somewhere. It's because of downloading, which is mostly a white fashion. Black people are more often not in the financial position for being online a lot and so still buy most of their singles. That could be a really good explanation or a real crappy one.
I was speaking of the homeless woman who got beaten to death in Amsterdam at the start of the week. Today it got clear that she in fact had not stolen anything from the supermarkt who's employees molested her. At first i got really angry with that, but then i thought: Am i more upset because she was killed for nothing then for some dogfood and beer? There's nothing more disgusting to it, but it gives the event a different air, as the 5 men knew she hadn't stolen anything.
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MUSIC: New order - Age of consent
Stacie Orrico... that's phonetically very similar to plastic orrifice, it just occured to me.
I was wondering how many contestants you'd get for a tv show a la Big Brother, but with one difference, they'd be unrecognizable on screen, with wiped out faces. So they would be followed upclose for a long time, but afterwards, no one would be able to recognize them on street. Would anyone be interested in participating? Could it be interesting television?
On my way home from work i was listening Glassworks this time. I sort of fell asleep, the sort where you're still aware of what's going on around you, but it enters your brain in a weird way, where you're starting to mix up dream and reality. You know. The third track on the album started and out of nothing i got the feeling 'two women laying a new born baby in a basket'. Where did that come from? I looked at the recordsleeve just a minute ago, and saw the tracktitle is Islands. Mmm.
Yesterday it was pouring with rain when i got out of the train, and there were loads of water gushing through a crack in the roof above the platform. People were avoiding the spot, but wouldn't it be really really really strange to stand right there on that spot, to wait for your connection? It occurred to me as unbelievably funny. Anyway, that's me.
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MUSIC: New order - Way of life
I do think i need to spice up ndns2013 a bit. To get more visitors and blackmail them into sending me thousands of euros. But i want to do it in a decent way. The real reason is i want people to read this here, this blog. Does that make me an exhibitionist? That's probably the oldest question amongst bloggers, so i'd be a total rookie if i asked that question.
I found an amazing website about Factory records (which is completely relevant as i'm listening to New order's Brotherhood now). But also, Six feet under is starting right now, so this day's message is going to be a bit short... b bye
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MUSIC: R.E.M. - The lifting (original recording)
Just minutes after the last entry i completed Kill the wolf so no worries anymore. As said before, i'm not completely satisfied with it, but it'll have to do for now. I reckon, next year september, i'll have another go at it.
I've never really anticipated on the news in here yet, so should i do it now by saying something about the Californian elections? Or about hurricane Larry approaching the Mexican coast, which hasn't got as much media attention here as last month's storm in the Washington DC area? Or the fact that a homeless woman died yesterday in Amsterdam, after she was caught stealing some dog food and beer. She had been molested by the shop personel. More shocking is the fact that last year there was a similar case, where the shoplifter didn't die, but the shopkeepers who were arrested for beating the guy up after he had been overpowered, got their fines paid by the Queen's father. Is he gonna make up now for the 4 underaged kids who apparently killed this woman?
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MUSIC: David Bowie - Breaking glass
News of the world - there's a new version of Photoshop coming out, and i haven't even begun to explore the wonder that is 7.0!
I've been writing on my Wolf-piece for ages now, i just can't seem to get it finished. I have a pretty good 2nd, 3rd and 4th verse but no good start and not a good ending as well. The more time i spend on it, the less i'm doing my best, i'm at the point now where i just want to end it for godsake. Perhaps i should just post it. But i really shouldn't. I got some good words on my way home from work today, but it seems that the pieces i already have, have aged much more than whatever i'm coming up with, so it automatically sounds shit.
I'm not boring anyone am i with this? I'm listening to Low now (the album)... beautiful. Did i mention i bought Philip Glass' Glassworks last week? I think i did. That is a real eye opener.
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MUSIC: R.E.M. - Endgame
Nicole Kidman apparently is having an affair with Lenny Kravitz. How about some pity for mankind now Nicole? Geez.
That's me in the 'british mag' mode. Uhm that means it's friday and i'm knackered from a week's work and i pissed off. Plus the fact that i can't seem to get online plus i've seen a really shitty new girl band on TOTP on BBC1 called Clea. Made me think of Clit really, but that's just Freudian. As everywhere around the world, the winners of Star Academy or Idols or American Idol are cashing in on their popularity by releasing their hitsingles on to the consumers market they've actually invented a new kind of song, of which i'm trying to figure out what it's lacking off. Ofcourse it's lacking soul, don't need to explain that. But they all sound, sonically, really state of the art, flawlessly (or intentionally flawed) produced, but beyond that, they are really hollow songs. Brainless zombies of songs. Songs with gaping black sockets in the place where their eyes should be. And it's not just the new idols, but ofcourse artists like Justin Timberlake and Robbie Williams, out of a lack of talent, just buy their songs on the big songmarket on townsquare every Thursday morning. They really are terrifying songs. Compared to them, Duran duran actually seems talented!
On the other hand, there on TOTP was performing The darkness with a song i believe was called I believe in love or something, which was like Freddie Mercury yelling from the grave. I don't really that kind of cliched attitude, but god that ROCKED! So funny that something like that can come along and gets everyone thinking: FUCK! We want more like that!
It happened with U2 i guess, with Nirvana, with Radiohead and now it's this resurrection of rock.
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MUSIC: Philip Glass - Opening
About Dogville. I've heard a brilliant theory about it, that Grace stands for Jesus Christ and her father is God. But reading the boards on imdb i see there's also a way of thinking of Grace as Europe, and her father as America. Perhaps the characters just symbolize whatever touches you most. To me, Grace personified a side of me that is as arrogant as her, looking down upon simple man, but holding a hand over their heads as well. What was her solution then? If you let mankind make up their own rules, there's no end to their inhumanity. There is a kind of justice to Grace's solution. Really, i have to see it again.
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MUSIC: Nick Cave - Song of joy
A new month has started, and my blog archive now has one entry, that is september. Joyous september, now the misty october has started. Oh what joy.
Last monday i went to see Dogville, finally. And it was fantastic, although i unfortunately already read how it sort of ended, with all the violence. But somehow that sort of added to the suspension, so i really enjoyed it. But what a magnificent climax that was, and so confusing too. I'm still trying to figure it out.
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MUSIC: Radio 4 - Struggle
Sunday night, there was another edition of R.A.M on television. This time about photographer Martin Parr, famous for his depictions of errr well, modern western society. This picture i like best by him, really horrifying. He had some great ideas about photography, how subjective photo's can be. How he looks at contradictions in common situations. There was a piece about Garry Winogrand, who had a great quote: We only take photos because we want to see how something looks on a photo. He meant that photos are in no way a reflection of reality, or narrative, but just light on surfaces. Great thing to say.
As noticable, i've added another blog on the left hand sight, a photoblog that is. Great pictures, though the guy admits to using Photoshop to spice them up a bit (but only to the extent of what you can do in a dark room). I seriously suspect he's on the edge of that.
I've been doing this blog thing for half a month now, seems i've past the it's-exciting-so-i'm-sticking-to-it phase by now. Quite fun. No one responds though, fuckers.
Radio 4 rules.
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MUSIC: Electronic - For you
I've had the strangest night. It's a well known fact i'm working voluntarily at the Rits every now and then, last night i had an early shift and it was such a nice evening i stuck around for a moment. Chatted to a lot of people til i met this psychologist, who started to fucking analyze me while Crying at the discotheque was blaring out of the speakers! Mmmuch of what was said is now a blur to me, due to beer, breezers and wodka, but it was a good conversation actually. I'm only so bloody naive i didn't realize he'd hit on me until i was well on my way home. Still a nice feeling though, having heard all these things about myself.
This morning, while slowly waking up, i was reading an article about designer Jurgen Bey who made some quite unorthodox interior designs, like the wedding-room in Utrecht where Inge married half a year ago. It was a very interesting article, one thing i've to remember: he had something to say about western efficiency, how you call a helpdesk, get connected to 6 other people to end up talking to someone who can't help you with your problem. These helpdesks exist in the name of efficiency, but it's not efficient at all, it's just a technical gadget. We tend to mix these things up. While in a country like India, a person could be scraping grass from the cracks in the pavement, of which we would say isn't efficient at all. Still, in India a billion people live, and it works as a society just as well, but just in a way we don't understand.
I thought that was a good point.
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MUSIC: Girls against boys - Kill the sexplayer
I'm in my GVSB period again... gosh what a tight band is that.
Isn't it so weird how on Will & Grace gay people are so easily attracted to each other? There's no weeks of insecurities there, doubting if someone's gay or not and finally having the nerve to talk to him, only to find out he has a girlfriend. Hmm.
I've been listening fiercely as well to PJ Harvey lately. I bought Is this desire? 2 weeks ago, and have been listening to it on my way to work and back since then. I can imagine Thom Yorke having heard it in 1998 and thinking 'Fuck, i want to make an album like that!'. Uhm apart from that, i'm only just starting to break through the electronic shell around the songs, and getting to the core of them. Two things in the lyrics made me realise something very sad:
The first words on the album are 'My first name Angelene' as if PJ is singing about every woman in the world, with all kinds of names.
The second thing: in the last song she's singing about Joseph and Dawn, and it says The sun dressed the trees in green, which ofcourse means a period of months goes by, it's becoming spring. Before, i thought it was a very harsh song, about a man taking a woman out of lust, but it's clearly not like that.
Now what's so sad is all the songs show women in the part they've been playing throughout history, and how belittling that part was sometimes. However, she never shows anger about that. It'll take a lot more time to figure it out.
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MUSIC: New wet kojak - Bad things
One of the things that makes ndns2013 look like it does is the machinery. I try to keep my thoughts from interfering with the art, and let it happen as if it's automated by several factors, mostly coincidence. Because life is like that.
When someone says there's no such thing as coincidence, mostly they are female.
But it's also looks like this because the looks are less important than the stories. So far, it's been growing really well, i even uploaded the lifeforms page, which is meant to accustom you to the idea of artificial life. It'll be growing, i can assure you that.
Related to all this is Kevin Warwick. He is, allegedly, the first human being who has merged with machinery, a cyborg yes that's the word. On his website (which is not very innovative concidering the man is part computer) you can see him undergoing surgery as microchips and arrays are being implanted. You can also see robothands (though not Kevin's) holding fragile, tender things like eggs and microchips -which are eggs in a way as well- to convince us robots are our friends. The benefits so far for having chips in his body are that he can turn on the lights and the heater without flicking a switch. But seriously, there's obviously a lot more going on. He's written some books about human merging with robots, which might be a good read.
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MUSIC: Autechre - Piezo
Last week i splashed out on the 24 hour party people dvd, and the Bj–rk live box, which stresses once more how much of an artist she is. The best thing about it is how you hear a song like One day spring to live when performed on stage. One version featured on the box is from the MTV Unplugged session where she plays with Talvin Singh. That's absolutely a magical moment. It keeps baffling me how she can express pure joy through music without becoming corny. Apparently she had a chat a couple of days ago during the New Yorker festival.
How i keep struggling with the words in my head. Got an idea for a piece, but i just can't seem to get it right. It's about a boy i had a devastating crush on about 7 years ago, which somehow keeps spooking around my head, especially when autumn comes. The host is about that too, but that wasn't really finished ever. I've got a wolf, a plane tree and a trap so far. That sounds exciting huh. I'll post it as soon as it turns into something.
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MUSIC: none
I've had a horrible day. I was half ill, had to work until 20:30, it rained on the way from the station, i haven't had a proper meal in 3 days now and my tummy hurts. Plus i have all these fantastic poems inside of me and they can't get out. I'm tired. So that's all.
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MUSIC: Imperial teen - Teacher's pet
I've been doing some serious visits-to-friends-and-family this weekend, that's why it's been a long time. On top of it all i've managed to avoid a flu with OD-ing on vitamin pills. Now i'm back home and blogging.
Friday i was at the opening of an exposition in the Van Bommel van Dam museum. Tip for anyone who fancies a free drink and a good laugh, visit your local humdrum-town art museum, feign artistic interest and you're in. Anyway, usually art in these museums means completely unintelligible charcoal drawings, and that's exactly what is was. Not very inspiring. However, there were some paintings that made me think of my own attempts at working with oil on canvas. I really should pick that up again. Ah, as if i've nothing else to do.
"Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosnít mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Fcuknig amzanig huh?" I found this. I suhlod do tihs on eervy bolg form now on!
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MUSIC: PJ Harvey - Angelene
As you see, and as i saw some blog else, i'm taking note of the song that's playing on my system while i'm typing this. As a sort of mood indicator.
It's so easy to be artistic isn't it. I was looking through my old scribblings last night, and the following poem was written down on the side of a page somewhere:
I'll stay on the side/and watch you go wild/embrace the future/with a talent for life/explore the cavity of satin desire/next there's nothing giving in.
First i went all crazy with excitement, but then i started reading a bit closer. What the fuck... satin desire? First of all, the piece didn't seem familiar to me in terms of emotions, and then i remembered i wrote it on purpose like that, with the first pretentious word that sprung to mind.
You see, it's that easy to be artistic, it just means fuck. On one hand, it's very ndns2013, where i'm supposed to be artistic in a mechanical way, on the other, why am i tearing out my hair when i want to capture a certain mood in a couple of words? Perhaps i should give it a try.
On my way through the city today, i saw several graffittis with the number 2012 in them. It would be a good idea to take pictures of 'em.
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Autumn hasn't started yet... officially. I usually start feeling autumn halfway through August. I feel autumn as the real start of the year, somehow i'm full of energy, have the inspiration to create music, lyrics, thoughts once again. It usually dies out somewhere in November. Perhaps if i keep on using it, it'll live a little longer.
What might help is the fact that i'm gonna go to a couple of exhibitions in a few weeks. This friday however i'll be attending the Grand Opening of an exhibition, all thanks to my lovely friend Inge who has invaluable contacts inside the artworld. In a rare flux of creative thoughts, we made up the new art movement PROTRO, after Progressive Retro (do you speak micra?). It's all about staying ahead of fashion out of a homosexual kind of jealousy if you ask me, but still, it's fun. The main thought is: what was retro after the retro that is retro today? That's Protro.
It'll die a quick death, i'm sure. Because within the thought of Protro, there IS no retro. Anyway i stopped believing in fashion a couple of days ago. Here's what the bleeding fascists kapitalists want all the world to wear in 2004. Have a good laugh.
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The thing i've been blabbing on about for the last couple of days has passed. Liedewij Edelkoort had an hour to present her view on the future. Twas connected to a exposition called armour which she curated. During this hour my mind was nourished to the brim. Still Satan, especially with the white streak in her hair, she's fascinating to the bone. I won't go into details, instead i'll tell you why trend prediction evokes such violent emotions with me.
It's my life really. I feel that everything was genuine to me somehow got sucked up into the mainstream. When i started my study for graphic designing, suddenly all the world started having an opinion on design and advertising. When i got into Blur, Radiohead, Aphex twin and Warp like music, a couple of months later everyone was playing it (for all the wrong reasons). I don't want to sound like a victim, but perhaps it's a feeling more people of my generation are aware of. Born mid 70's , you were the first who were brought up on nothing but regurgitated fashions. MTV sucked the life out of culture, underground was dead after Nirvana, and now this is supposed to flourish once again. We end up being the only kids who never had a piece of the pie for themselves? I'll shut up now.
Nice end of the program was the answer wether all the interviewees were Heroes or Victims. Being artists, most of them didn't want to be either. I'd say (contradicting myself completely) i'm a victim... but why? I'm not a hero for sure, but a victim is also more someone sitting in a corner spying on everyone else. And that's me.
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After reading this article (sorry about all the links to dutch sites if you don't understand 'em) i had a thought. These days it's not hip at all to be hip. Everyone wears the latest fashion or even the latest anti-fashion, so if you want to stand out from the crowd, what's left to do? I checked out the R.A.M. site to read something about Liedewij Edelkoort aka Satan, and as much as i despise the whole trend of trend forcasting, it still fascinates me madly. She's has a few things to say about the near future, that globalisation is over, we are taking more notice of our local customs, foods and fashions. Europe is a big word for the future. We are also experiencing a revival of the 'underground', instead of everything in the last 10 years happening 'overground'.
So now you behave for fucksake!
There is a good reason for my dislike of trend forecasts. I'll tell you some day.
Oh and i bought PJ Harvey's 4-track demos and Is this desire? today. I was ecstatic when i found the 4-track album, because i thought it was deleted. Then in another shelf in the record store there were hundreds of copies of it. Unpacked boxes bursting with the 4-track album were literally pouring into the streets. People were using 4-track albums as frisbees. Really!
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On thurdays, my new tv-guide is in the mail. I usually just read what films are on and then don't touch it for another week. I've decided i should pay more attention to what's on BBC after seeing the Storyville doc about Britpop a couple of weeks ago. You have to nourish yourself with information just as much as with food! So i start to read my tv-guide a bit more carefully. I noticed a program about trend forecaster Liedewij Edelkoort on Sunday (on R.A.M., NL3). Trend forecasters - they can easily be viewed upon as the present incarnation of Satan. They control the future by saying that they can feel what global changes are going to occur. Like Cocooning. They also make up the silliest names for human behaviour. Single handedly, they control what we are going to feel in 4 years time. Not because their prediction comes true, but because multinationals believe what they predict.
Needless to say, i'm very intrigued by what she's going to say. Because she's not the present incarnation of Satan ofcourse.
Losing an arm is Satan to me.
NO RESPONSE PLEASE
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I've examined some other blogs today. Figured out i sort of needed to know what the rest of 'em looks like, with the hazard mine is gonna look like 'em. But it's all a lot of football, beer and butts and links to cuhrrrazee sites with butts. Chances are looking slim then.
They also have a list of befriended bloggers on the side. I'll give it a thought.
About the program on Allende: it wasn't so much about the supporters of the junta, but more about the events that occured on the 11th of september, 1973. Allende was trapped with a group of ministers and befriended people in the presidential palace. When they decided to surrender, he killed himself. After that, there were raids all over Chile to capture supporters of Allende's regime. There was a woman talking about her missing husband. How he was busted a couple of times before dissapearing completely. She said she didn't think he was dead for the first 17 years, because she thought she would feel a change, inside, if he would die. But she didn't feel anything. I felt so sad watching that.
Chile is a democracy since the general elections in 1989, but Pinochet, leader of the junta, is still a member of the governement, protected by his own laws.
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I'm enjoying the mp3 cd i got for my birthday from Leon, still! There are about 130 songs on it, mostly of artists i don't own anything from, or haven't even heard of. But it's all marvelous music, and made me realize how much your musical taste says about you. And how much i differ from Leon and other people in that. His music is mostly 'listening' music, with melodies in odd places, no superficiality if it's not meant funny. He really is someone who searches for beauty in everything, and particular 'ugly' things. Where as i'm someone who just picks out the good stuff from what is offered to me.
It's a bit hard to tell who the performing artists are, but for one, i recommend searching on the songtitle 'Maximizing the audience'.
Tonight's gonna be a little tv-night. In a bit, there's a program on about the death of president Allende of Chile, 30 years ago. He was a democraticly elected president, and made quite some enemies in his struggle to reform his country, like doubling minimal wages, setting up national healthcare and more potentially worldpeace threatening ideas. Apparently, the coup was financed by the USA and possibly even the Soviet Union. That sounds like interesting history. More about it tomorrow.
On a lighter note, the AbFab special is on BBC1 where Edina finds out Serge is gay. Jolly Roger!
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It's been seven years since i kept a diary. A blog is a bit like a diary. It's a lot like a diary. Why do people bother to keep a diary anyway? Uhm that's a silly question, considering i'm the one asking it. Well, to me it's a way of deconstructing life a bit. You know the way you tend to learn quicker when you write something down? Life's a lot like that for me. So the fact that i haven't written anything properly for at least a year makes me feel... stupid. Yes.
Right now i'm sipping a cup of tea, to justify the chocolate i'm eating. You have to drink something hot with chocolate. Tea's second to coffee ofcourse, but it's already 9PM and i had a bad night sleep and a horrible day at work, so no more coffee really.
I'm just realizing, this site is purely a one-way-medium. I'm the only one talking here, without feedback. Proper blogs and sites have some kind of forum. I don't. Sadly, precious sugar, that's all a matter of money really. However, don't be too shy shy hush hush eye to eye to send me a message. I'll say something back. Honestly.
NO RESPONSE PLEASE
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Yes, a blog at ndns2013. I finally made the decision to register the damn url, so i might as well actually start doing something with my site. Also, after my recent holidays, i'm really inspired to start creating stuff again, which i haven't felt for ages! That what makes september always special, the feeling you're capable of anything, that while nature start slowing down, you start preparing for winter where you have to survive indoors once more. I've made some promises to myself: start living my life as i intended it a long time ago, and start being a intelligent being!
First step: i read a review in the newspapers of the new Susan Sontag book (who i also saw a couple of weeks ago in the 'Bloody Town Hall' documentary - still in her 20-30's there) about human suffering. It said it was a 'hyperintellectual book'. Whatever that means... something like intellectual fastfood?
Second step: I finally got the curtains i ordered six weeks ago. My room starts looking like a living room, finally. This makes life so much more bearable.
