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QueryMe He would fit in a box if he could find sticky tape FeedMe ]

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05/20/2012 12:00:14

That motley creature flapping cool air, escaping bump bump bump bump bump
its undercurrents bump bump bump bump bump bump bump if you leave your heart
ashen behind onthe ground and sail the high seasbump incandescent
bump bump bump bump bumpOne’s wings may wither and charin a light storm bump
against siren curvesand bump from your body somebump bump dark bump bump
bump inclement bumpbump precipitation bumpBe careful children!

That motley creature
flapping cool air, escaping
bump bump bump bump bump

its undercurrents
bump bump bump bump bump bump bump
if you leave your heart

ashen behind on
the ground and sail the high seas
bump incandescent

bump bump bump bump bump
One’s wings may wither and char
in a light storm bump

against siren curves
and bump from your body some
bump bump dark bump bump

bump inclement bump
bump precipitation bump
Be careful children!

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05/17/2012 19:18:35

Those dark satanic contact centres

we touch ourselves
each time
you call to find your balance

we mouth each number
and caress
our lips with hot breath

maybe you can hear
us smile
but you cannot watch us

we flick our tongue against
wet teeth
to add that word pounds.

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05/17/2012 18:31:14

those mornings

On the face of it

red colon blinks

Pour a spot

watch tea

clouds form

brown toast crumbles

love, you’ve drawn the short

One

sharp red match-stick

finds a new spot

on the face of it

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04/25/2012 12:02:38

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]     (played 172 times)

Dust Unsettled for voice, trombone, cello, piano and percussion (2012)

Mauricio Pauly

Text borrowed from ‘Hombres que se caen del caballo’ (Men who fall off horses) by Gabriel Montagné Lascaris-Comneno.

Performance by Eunoia Ensemble on March 16th 2012 at the Gare du Nord in Basel, Switzerland.

JOHANNA GREULICH - soprano

STEPHEN MENOTTI - trombone

ELLEN FALLOWFIELD - cello

CLEMENS HUND-GÖSCHEL - piano

LOUISA MARXEN - percussion

[Broken Consort]

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04/24/2012 17:37:00

Paper for your wall

Can vegans listen
to the mother’s father
of the buddha Dada?

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04/24/2012 12:03:11

Broken consort breath! What violence so doth moves the air by horse-hair?

Broken consort breath!
What violence so doth moves
the air by horse-hair?

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04/24/2012 10:02:15

Fan art

Fan art

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04/23/2012 12:02:00

emirychan:

THIS.

emirychan:

THIS.

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04/22/2012 17:36:00

Preview of a work by the collective Really

Peter Kirn writes:

It’s worth considering that the recording itself is an anomaly in the history of music. “Old-timers” talk about recordings as though these strange objects are music, and as such, the perceived assault on their physical distribution and attack on the value of music itself. Yet, travel back in time just a couple of centuries in the millennia-long saga of human music making, and the recorded music object would seem like some dark art, a captured moment in time freezing something that is normally live, in-person, and human.

(Source: vimeo.com)

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04/22/2012 17:21:00

Stunted emotion brought to life by dark black fur this future is past.

Stunted emotion
brought to life by dark black fur
this future is past.

(Source: Wikipedia)

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