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General – Page 7 – 6forty project
Aug 042012
 

And still the visions unfurled. With every step her astonishment grew at the variety of places and objects the Seerkind had saved from the conflagration. The Fugue was not, as she’d anticipated, simply a collection of haunted groves and thickets. Holiness was a far more democratic condition; it informed fragments of every kind: intimate and momentous, natural and artificial. Each corner and niche had its own peculiar mode of rapture.

The circumstances of their preservation meant that most of these fragments had been torn from their context like pages from a book. Their edges were still raw with the violence of that removal, and the haphazard way they’d been thrown together, only made their disunity seem more acute. But there were compensations. The very disparity of the pieces – the way the domestic abutted the public, the commonplace the fabulous – created fresh conundrums, hints of new stories that these hitherto unconnected pages might tell.

Sometimes the journey showed them collisions of elements so unlikely they defied any attempt to synthesize them. Dogs grazing beside a tomb, from fractured lid of which rose a fountain of fire that ran like water; a window set in the ground, its curtains billowing skyward on a breeze that carried the sound of the sea. These riddles, defying her power of explanation, marked her profoundly. There was nothing here that she hadn’t seen before – dogs, tombs, windows, fire – but in this flux she found them reinvented, their magic made again before her eyes.

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The End of the Ocean – All That Is Will Cease    [00:00]
Red Room Cinema – we Raise Our Eyes Between The Walls of Glass and Steel    [06:16]
Líam – V    [10:06]
The Orchid – Vernacular    [18:42]
MinionTV – Rockets Don’t Need Fuel    [26:05]
Killington Fall – Ghost Rockets    [31:11]
Alpha Male Tea Party – My Ship Is Shipshaped    [36:05]
Cloudkicker – Making Will Mad    [42:35]
Goonies Never Say Die – Don’t Fight The Fire, Fuck The Arsonist    [48:31]
Beware Of Safety – Crooked Nails For Catching Skin    [54:30]
Eno – Archaic Pattern    [62:46]
When Whales Collide – Defying Desire    [70:53]
Nemean Lion – Destroyed; Placed In The Sky    [74:27]
This Patch of Sky – With Morning Comes Hope    [81:38]

640.064 playlist.pdf

Clive Barker, Weaveworld, Poseidon Press, 1987

 Posted by at 11:17 am
Jul 132012
 

Alice looked all round her at the flowers and the blades of grass, but she did not see anything that looked like the right thing to eat or drink under the circumstances. There was a large mushroom growing near her, about the same height as herself; and when she had looked under it, it occurred to her that she might as well look and see what was on the top of it.

She stretched herself up on tiptoe, and peeped over the edge of the mushroom, and her eyes immediately met those of a large caterpillar, that was sitting on the top with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah, and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.

Chapter V. Advice from a Caterpillar

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.

‘Who are you?’ said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for the conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, ‘I–I hardly know, sir, just at present–at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.’

‘What do you mean by that?’ said the Caterpillar sternly. ‘Explain yourself!’

‘I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir,’ said Alice, ‘because I’m not myself, you see.’

‘I don’t see,’ said the Caterpillar.

‘I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,’ Alice replied very politely, ‘for I can’t understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.’

‘It isn’t,’ said the Caterpillar.

‘Well, perhaps you haven’t found it so yet,’ said Alice, ‘but when you have to turn into a chrysalis–you will someday, you know–and then after that into a butterfly, I should think you’ll feel it a little queer, won’t you?’

‘Not a bit,’ said the Caterpillar.

‘Well, perhaps your feelings may be different,’ said Alice; ‘all I know is, it would feel very queer to me.’

‘You!’ said the Caterpillar contemptuously. ‘Who are you?’

Which brought them back again to the beginning of the conversation.

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Red Sparowes – In Every Mind   [00:00]
Collapse Under The Empire – Dragonfly   [03:06]
The Cure – M   [09:17]
Giants – O’ Tide   [12:22]
Flies Are Spies From Hell – Nerves Still Beating   [19:11]
Light – Place Without Reason   [25:54]
New Order – Truth   [31:03]
Yume Bitsu – Team Yume   [35:19]
Mohican – You Have Deep Circles   [43:40]
Slowdive – Avalyn I   [49:48]
Eyes Like Mirrors – Meadows Breathe Beneath Mountains   [54:33]
Our Ceasing Voice – Within The Nick Of Time   [60:14]
Bye Horus – Cherbourg   [67:56]
Willow – 1172   [76:35]

640.063 playlist.pdf

[Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll, Macmillan, 1865]

 Posted by at 1:09 pm
Jun 222012
 

Attacked amidst snow and cold, but we’ve thrown them back with fire arrows, he wrote, as he heard Thoren Smallwood’s voice ring out with a command of, “Notch, draw…loose.” the flight of arrows made a sound as sweet as a mother’s prayer. “Burn, you dead bastards, burn,” Dywen sang out, cackling. The brothers cheered and cursed. All safe, he wrote. We remain on the Fist of the First Men. Sam hoped they were better archers than him.

He put that note aside and found another blank parchment. Still fighting on the Fist, amidst heavy snow, he wrote when someone shouted, “They’re still coming.” Result uncertain. “Spears,” someone said. It might have been Ser Mallador, but Sam could not swear to it. Wights attacked us on the Fist, in snow, he wrote, but we drove them off with fire. He turned his head. Through the drifting snow, all he could see was the huge fire at the center of the camp, with mounted men moving restlessly around it. The reserve, he knew, ready to ride down anything that breached the ringwall. They armed themselves with torches in place of swords, and were lighting them in the flames.

Wights all around us, he wrote, when he heard the shouts from the north face. Coming up from north and south at once. Spears and swords don’t stop them, only fire. “Loose, loose, loose,” a voice screamed in the night, and another shouted, “Bloody huge,” and a third voice said, “A giant!” and a forth insisted, A bear, a bear!” A horse shrieked and the hounds began to bay, and there was so much shouting that Sam couldn’t make out the voices anymore. He wrote faster, note after note. Dead wildings, and a giant, or maybe a bear, on us, all around. He heard the crash of steel on wood, which could only mean one thing. Wights over the ringwall. Fighting inside the camp. A dozen mounted brothers pounded past him toward the east wall, burning brands streaming flames in each rider’s hand. Lord Commander Mormont is meeting them with fire. We’ve won. We’re winning. We’re holding our own. We’re cutting our way free and retreating for the Wall. We’re trapped on the Fist, hard pressed.

One of the Shadow Tower men came staggering out of the darkness to fall at Sam’s feet. He crawled within a foot of the fire before he died. Lost, Sam wrote, the battle’s lost. We’re all lost.

[George R.R. Martin, A Storm Of Swords, Bantam, 2000]

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Overhead, The Albatross – Liam Neeson    (00:00)
The Picturesque Episodes – The Floating Mountains    (06:32)
On Fire – Bovina (It Is Forever)    (09:38)
The Burning Paris – Tonight I’ll Expire    (17:44)
Jeudah – The Edge Of The World    (24:56)
Sky Architects – Cave In    (29:39)
Dead Red Sun – Facility    (35:20)
Nice Wings, Icarus – Morning Glory    (41:47)
Tone – Confidence And Progress    (46:37)
OdeOnDreams – No Balance    (53:33)
Sunlight Ascending – Black Bear    (61:47)

640.031 playlist.pdf

 Posted by at 9:16 am
Jun 152012
 

The man, grieved by his own conscientiousness, rummaged in his leathery bag and seized forth an iron contraption.

“Take this, free! Why? One of those houses will be struck by lightning! Without this rod, bang’. Fire and ash, roast pork and cinders!  Grab!”

The salesman released the rod. Jim did not move, But Will caught the iron and gasped.

“Boy, it’s heavy! And funny-looking. Never seen a lightning rod like this. Look, Jim!”

And Jim, at last, stretched like a cat, and turned his head. His green eyes got big and then very narrow.

The metal thing was hammered and shaped half-crescent, half-cross. Around the rim of the main rod little curlicues and doohingies had been soldered on, later. The entire surface of the rod was finely scratched and etched with strange languages, names that could tie the tongue or break the jaw, numerals that added to incomprehensible sums, pictographs of insect-animals all bristle, chaff, and claw.

“That’s Egyptian.” Jim pointed his nose at a bug soldered to the iron. “Scarab beetle.”

“So it is, boy.”

Jim squinted. “And those there — Phoenician hen tracks.”

“Right!”

“Why?” asked Jim.

“Why?” said the man. “Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder go when it dies? Boys, you got to be ready in every dialect with every shape and form to hex the St. Elmo’s fires, the balls of blue light that prowl the earth like sizzling cats. I got the only lightning rods in the world that hear, feel, know, and sass back any storm, no matter what tongue, voice, or sign. No foreign thunder so loud this rod can’t soft-talk it!”

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Maserati – This Is A Sight We Had One Day From The High Mountain / Show Me The Season   [00:00]
Spaces – Hadley / Edge Of Forever   [12:14]
obe – Standard Fog   [17:18]
Rumour Cubes – 1871   [23:23]
A Far Off Reason – Force de Vente   [26:47]
Ten Past Seven – Johnstons Cows   [32:57]
Marriages – White Shape   [40:06]
Wiltz – Ice Cream Cake (Revisited)   [43:52]
Do Not Be Surprised What Is Happening – We Love You, Termi…   [49:24]
Tuber – Attack From Mars   [53:45]
Terraformer – Crusade   [60:13]
Meniscus – 130   [64:02]
Chiaroscuro – Silent Snow   [70:40]
Joy Wants Eternity – Shut Your Eyes And You’ll burst Into Flames   [75:36]

640.062 playlist.pdf

Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes, Simon & Schuster, 1962

 Posted by at 3:49 pm
May 312012
 

640.061 is 84 minutes of really great music. I did notice that my vinyl-to-mp3 rips are somewhat quiet on the mix, but I’ve been so busy with work that I didn’t have time to re-record and adjust. This collection sounds best through headphones anyway, so you might not need to adjust the volume too much. I hope you enjoy this collection as much as I do.

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Memory Drawings – Heptonstall    [00:00]
Inviolet – Rabbit Holes    [03:39]
Shipping News – Dogs    [08:05]
Adam Pierce – Pleasing Reasons For Believing    [10:25]
Sonora Pine – Snow’s Cut Snapshot    [15:52]
3epkano – Everybody Is Already Down Below    [24:12]
Rachel’s – First Self-Portrait Series    [30:54]
The Declining Winter – Hey EFD    [34:35]
Mender – Plough The Tide    [36:22]
MinionTV – Vi    [40:06]
Dorena – In The House Where I Grew Up    [44:34]
Lights Dim – Parades    [51:42]
Tara Jane ONeil – Prick    [56:02]
Woodworkings – Cloud Draped    [59:50]
Ghosts Wear Clothes – L’insurrection Qui Vient    [63:30]
The Best Pessimist – Two Against All    [71:13]
Memory Drawings – The Canal’s Drowning Black – Memory Drawings and Rachel Grimes    [77:29]
Rachel’s – Second Family Portrait    [79:59]

640.061 playlist.pdf

 

 Posted by at 11:48 am
May 142012
 

‘Now Jennie has everything. She is the finest leading lady The World Mother Goose Theatre ever had. Jennie is a star. She performs every day and twice on Saturday. She is content. Once Jennie sent her old master a letter. This is what it said:

Hello,

As you probably noticed, I went away forever. I am very experienced now and very famous. I am even a star. Every day I eat a mop, twice on Saturday. It is made of salami and that is my favorite. I get plenty to drink too, so don’t worry. I can’t tell you how to get to the Castle Yonder because I don’t know where it is. But if you ever come this way, look for me.

Jennie’

This collection is dedicated to the memory of Maurice Sendak. His writing and artwork were such a big part of my young life, and I’m so pleased that my daughters are also growing up with his stories. I have included a separate PDF featuring drawings that they did this week to go along with this post. Please visit the Maurice Sendak Wikipedia post for a rather extensive overview of his life as an artist, illustrator, and writer.

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Bye Horus – Ave Coloniale!   [00:00]
Powder! Go Away – That Is What Everybody Fears And Wants   [07:49]
New Century Classics – A Small Misunderstanding   [12:35]
Beyond This Point Are Monsters – Plain Song   [16:35]
The American Dollar – Heavy Eyes Ignite   [19:46]
Explosions In The Sky – The Long Spring   [23:52]
His Name Is Alive – Drive The Dreamy Demon Down   [29:20]
His Name Is Alive – Lake (Theme For Sweet Hearts)   [32:53]
Hood – Your Ambient Voice   [35:35]
Mogwai – Now You’re Taken   [42:33]
Roy Montgomery – Down From That Hill And Up To The Pond   [49:28]
Last Lungs – 66   [55:47]
Milhaven – DRZ   [58:15]
Caspian – Sycamore   [74:38]

640.060 playlist.pdf

Sendak-inspired art.pdf

[Maurice Sendak, Higglety Pigglety Pop! or There Must Be More To Life, 1967, HarperCollins Publishers]

 Posted by at 4:50 pm
Apr 282012
 

‘Suddenly Tom’s talk left the woods and went leaping up the young stream, over bubbling waterfalls, over pebbles and worn rocks, and among small flowers in close grass and wet crannies, wandering at last up on to the Downs. They heard of the Great Barrows, and the green mounds, and the stone-rings upon the hills and in the hollows among the hills. Sheep were bleating in flocks. Green walls and white walls rose. There were fortresses on the heights. Kings of little kingdoms fought together, and the young Sun shone like fire on the red metal of their new and greedy swords. There was victory and defeat; and towers fell, fortresses were burned, and flames went up into the sky. Gold was piled on the biers of dead kings and queens; and mounds covered them, and the stone doors were shut; and the grass grew over all. Sheep walked for a while biting grass, but soon the hills were empty again.’

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Wassermanns Fiebertraum – Jetzt Oder Nie   -00:00-
If These Trees Could Talk – Red Forest   -03:32-
Pg.lost – Sheaves   -11:57-
Chemtrail – Poison Bag   -19:15-
Flares – Antares   -25:54-
Aerials – Lights And Motion   -32:39-
Arbor Lights – Constants (Part 2)   -38:46-
Adolf Plays The Jazz – Oddy   -44:16-
Whale Fall – Rumi’s Nation   -56:00-
Mr. Maps – I See Them, They’re Like Mountains (Lines Version)   -62:29-
The Day We Left Earth – Lights   -71:27-
The Shaking Sensations – Homage To Boyhood   -78:56-

640.059 playlist.pdf

[J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring, 1954, George Allen & Unwin]

 Posted by at 12:18 am
Apr 142012
 

‘The hour of my irresolution is past, and the period of your power is arrived. Your threats cannot move me to do an act of wickedness; but they confirm me in a determination of not creating you a companion in vice. Shall I, in cool blood, set loose upon the earth a daemon whose delight is in death and wretchedness? Begone! I am firm, and your words will only exasperate my rage.’

The monster saw my determination in my face and gnashed his teeth in the impotence of anger. ‘Shall each man,’ cried he, ‘find a wife for his bosom, and each beast have his mate, and I be alone? I had feelings of affection, and they were requited by destination and scorn. Man! You may hate, but beware! Your hours will pass in dread and misery, and soon the bolt will fall which must ravish from you your happiness forever. Are you to be happy while I grovel in the intensity of my wretchedness? You can blast my other passions, but revenge remains – revenge, henceforth dearer than light or food! I may die, but first you, my tyrant and tormentor, shall curse the sun that gazes on your misery. Beware, for I am fearless and therefore powerful. I will watch with the wiliness of a snake, that I may sting with its venom. Man, you shall repent of the injuries you inflict.’

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Vasquez – Dad Rock   -00:00-
Mental Architects – Here Is Where, Where Better   -04:26-
Etiquette – Portugal (Down Old South America Way)   -08:28-
They Say We’re Sinking – Telos   -13:08-
Cloudkicker – Push It Way Up!   -21:05-
Lord – Totems   -28:22-
Kokomo – Arcade Romania   -34:18-
Dumbsaint – Don’t Forget To Bring Down The Sky   -39:04-
Terraformer – Cross Bearing   -46:22-
Pet Slimmers Of The Year – I Am The Ocean   -49:58-
Three Steps To The Ocean – Collider   -62:20-
What The Blood Revealed – Cast Adrift In A Harbour Of Devils   -70:40-

640.058 playlist.pdf

Mary Shelley, ‘Frankenstein,’ 1818, by Lackington, Hughes, Harding, Mavor & Jones
The image is courtesy of The College of Physicians of Philadelphia – Mütter Museum. An amazing place.

 Posted by at 9:38 pm
Mar 312012
 

‘These fancies, and such as these, have always given to my meditations among the mountains, and the forests, by the rivers and the ocean, a tinge  of what the every-day world would not fail to term the fantastic. My wanderings amid such scenes have been many, and far-searching, and often solitary; and the interest with which I have strayed through many a dim deep valley, or gazed into the reflected Heaven of many a bright lake, has been an interest greatly deepened by the thought that I have strayed and gazed alone. What flippant Frenchman was it who said, “Solitude is a lovely thing, but you need someone else to tell you so?” The epigram cannot be gainsayed; but the necessity is a thing that does not exist.’

So blended bank and shadow there,
That each seemed pendulous in air.

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Moonlit Sailor – Fresh Snow   -00:00-
Do Make Say Think – Say   -05:28-
The Fierce And The Dead – On VHS   -18:08-
Fighting Kites – Mustard After Dinner   -22:45-
Deadhorse – No Particular Night Or Morning   -30:35-
Broken Cities – Homage   -37:18-
Canyons Of Static – Challenger   -42:24-
Jet Plane – Every Possible And Endless Way   -52:40-
One Hour Before The Trip – Yen   60:38-
[The] Slowest Runner [In All The World] – We, Burning Giraffes   -63:38-
Adolf Plays The Jazz – Nameless   -73:02-
Sunlight Ascending – Vanil/Requiescat   -77:51-

[Edgar Allan Poe, ‘The Island of the Fay,’  June, 1841]

640.057 playlist.pdf

 Posted by at 2:52 pm