Sunday, May 05, 2019

Guitar solo Epiphany at Greenwich House, Saturday night  VIDEO (earphones if possible)

This was a hard solo. I was nervous. I wore my 2600 hat shielding
the light. Stephen Dydo gave me a Tibetan shirt he brought back
from Ladakh which matched his own. I was thinking about Xinjiang,
Tibet, China. I wanted to play has fast as possible. I wanted
to see what I could do. I wanted to prove I could play as well now
as I did then. I wanted to honor the guitar I was playing which
has been with me for over half a century. I wanted to honor the
maker of the guitar, Di Giorgio, and the restorer from the early
1980s, Candelario Delgado, one of the great Los Angeles guitar
makers. I wanted to prove my athleticism in my fingers, my hands,
my arms, not muscular but quick. I wanted to play so fast my mind
couldn't wander. I wanted to think through the sound, not around
it. I wanted never to know what was coming next. I wanted the
sound to take control. I wanted nothing else but that sound. I
wanted time to stop. I didn't want to know where or when I was. I
wanted all this all at once. I wanted this perfection. I wanted
nothing else and everything and nothing. I played for hours in
little more than three minutes. I practiced for weeks. I forgot
literally how to slow down. I literally couldn't. I literally
could only go the way it went. I literally could stop only when
it stopped.

Video by Azure Carter, thanks to Stephen Dydo, Robert, Withers.
More from this soon. (Music for the Earth, Stephen Dydo and
Friends, Greenwich House last Saturday night.)

Saturday, September 08, 2018

Arm and Hand Access Grid Worldwide Tour video

from nearly before or after 2007-2008, early experiment using
the access grid which allows multiple cameras and microphones
from a single location to connect to the same at another
location. designed for invisible walls classroom use, the setup
is complex. we used the access grid at the virtual environments
lab at west virginia university in a number of ways; one of the
main ones involved bouncing an audio/video signal around the
world through other nodes, back to the lab in morgantown. by
using video feedback, i.e. the camera and mics aimed at the
receiving monitor, we were able to create closed circuits or
loops from morgantown through various other sites, including one
in new south wales, australia. in other words, the usual video
feedback occurred, but with delay occasioned by each layer
looping the entire globe. we used azure carter as subject for he
most part, looping sound and site and motion; in this earlier
experiment (which btw involved multiple computers in morgantown
as well; the software was complex), we used my waving hand for
proof of concept. the delays and color shifts were the result of
the signal travel. the procedure reminded me of the even older
email bangpaths that allowed one to send a file anywhere through
specified nodes.

in those days, not very long ago, i was also thinking about net
weather, the conditions of the routers, interferences, bad
connections, local gaps, and so forth; i remember being able to
tell the 'state of the net' in a particular direction by the
rate and interruptions of packets. michel serres' book on the
parasite was in the back of my mind, as was the collection of
texts on the very early net by peter salus. the only originality
i could claim here is the use and present/presencing of the body
itself, the somatic and almost punk register of the process or
piece, something i continue to think about and work through.
because we have our bodies have us and it's the appearance of
this momentary thickening we call a lifespan that's dependent on
the permeability of the world's fabric.

this quote from a letter by dylan thomas to pamela hansford
johnson, in october 1933, is relevant i think:

"I fail to see how the emphasizing of the body can, in any way,
be regarded as hideous. The body, its appearance, death, and
diseases, is a fact, sure as the fact of a tree. It has roots in
the same earth as the tree. The greatest description I know of
our 'earthiness' is to be found in John Donne's _Devotions,_
where he describes man as earth of the earth, his body earth,
his hair a wild shrub growing out of the land. All thoughts and
actions emanate from the body. Therefore the description of a
thought or action - however abstruse it may be - can be beaten
home by bringing it on to a physical level. Every idea,
intuitive or intellectual, can be imaged and translated in terms
of the body, its flesh, skin, blood, sinews, veins, glands,
organs, cells, or senses."

(p. 27 The Notebooks of Dylan Thomas, ed. Ralph Maud.)

the gendering is a problem of course, but the thinking of earth,
what i consider emanant, emanation or effluvia, avatar imaginary
or dissipating rootedness, relates well to the body immersed
within the access grid, or rather the imagine/imaginary of the
body traversing the access grid, and i, we, they will stop here.

Saturday, February 17, 2018

Internet: Origins, Theory, Practice

Syllabus for a special topic university course on digital
culture and the Internet - comments welcome.

This course will cover a wide variety of topics, centered on
digital media and the Internet, and on the profound changes to
society that the digital revolution has brought about. There are
no prerequisites except online access.

The course will be structured around informal lectures and
in-class discussion, coupled with student research; by the
fourth week, please choose a topic to present in-class and
online. Attendance is mandatory.

All readings will be online; given the fast-forward nature of
the Internet, the urls will be assigned on a week-by-week basis.

Week 1:


What do you do online? How many hours? What do you do offline?
How many hours?

Introduction to the field of digital studies - the past,
present, and future of the Internet and online communication in
general. We will discuss the basic similarities and differences
between analog and digital media, focusing on both the 'natural'
and 'human-created' worlds. Illustrations from antiquated
technologies like look-up tables, abacuses and slide-rules.
Brief discussion of breadth versus depth approaches to

Week 2:

Early history of the Internet - the text-driven digital world,
including early search engines (gopher, archie, veronica),
email, and communities (the Well, Spoon, etc.). The RFC
directory. Earlier Internet handbooks. The concept behind
TCP/IP. Newsgroups and computer BBS (bulletin boards), Fidonet.
The Yanoff list. How should the breadth of information be
organized? The Hobbes Timeline.

Week 3:

Mozilla, Netscape, and early Web browsers. Early online
communities. MOOs, MUDs, MUCKS, and early text-based games like
Adventure. Newsgroups, IRC. Stormfront. The beginnings of Net
culture, and its relation to offline communities. CB, ham radio,
telegraph communities.

Week 4:

Beginnings of multi-media online. POWWOW, CU-SeeMe. The idea of
the "homepage" - various kinds of homepages. Using the WayBack
site. TheCastle and other early virtual worlds. The rise of
blogs. We want to begin thinking about the construction of the
online subject or user - what being online means for society as
a whole.

Week 5:

Wikipedia, online information, fake news, bullying, online
scholarship. The growth of the Internet, the digital divide.
Generation gaps - thinking also about early boys' radio clubs.
Online relationships. Sex, love, and death in cyberspace.
Postmodernism and the fragmented self.

Week 6:

Facebook, Instagram, G+ and Gmail, Yahoo and other social media.
Online addiction, the psychology of the screen. Messaging.
Modalities of online subjectivity, the MULTI directory of
presentation of the self in everyday online life. Is online
always virtual? Is the virtual always online?

Week 7:

Online education, plagiarism, MOOCs (massive open online
courses). Psychology of learning online. Kindergarten block
play, STEM, STEAM and other national initiatives. Bottom-up
organizations, TAZ (temporary autonomous zones), hacker and
maker spaces, collaboration spaces, Occupy. Fast-forward
political actions, cellphone organizing.

Week 8:

Hacking, cracking, 2600 magazine, the politicization of hacking,
script kiddies, cyberwarfare. Information wants to be free. The
case of Trolling, Dibbell's A Rape in Cyberspace.

Week 9:

Economics of Amazon, etc. The effect on brick and mortar stores.
Mobile platforms and platform dominance. The trajectories of
money in the digital world. Offshore accounting, immediacy,
virtual currencies.

Online from top-down - Who controls what? State supervision of
the Net, issues of Net neutrality. The EFF, Electronic Freedom

Week 10:

Internet art, blockchain, Furtherfield, digital art in general.
DIWO, Do it with Others. Collaboration, makerspaces. Codework,
Jodi and others. Randall Packer and Networked Art. Online
identities and their expressions. The Arab Spring.

Week 11:

Micro-cultures, fandoms. alt.society.neutopia, monster truck
neutopians, Walkers in Darkness, Body-mod sites. How is Twitter
organized? Presentations, discussions.

Week 12:

Presentations, discussions.


Monday, January 22, 2018

It's a dark world out there, I haven't posted here in five years. If you receive and read this, please let me know. I'm writing into the dark...
and we hadn't seen scaup before, neither greater nor lesser.
Today I will write about useless ambitions in the age of Trump, and the notion of thwart. Later, and if this is published... and if there are readers...

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


Alan Sondheim

12:44 AM  -  Limited
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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Then the cobza

Alan Sondheim
Alan Sondheim
Then the cobza (best for listening)

So after the violin, viola, sarangi, sindhi sarangi and oud,
working on the cobza, which for once stayed in tune; of all
the instruments here, it tends to go out the fastest. I
wanted to revisit it, half Gregorian, half Eastern European,
half oud, ten metal strings in pairs and triplets, 3-2-2-3.
In fourths it's capable of an amazing variety of timbres and
melodic possibilities... My old friend, the cobza...
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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

After Assault

After Assault (best)

being assaulted by a man driving a white SUV who tried to run
us down today on the corner of Fourth Ave and Dean; we reported
to the police but were told the only charge we could make was
"harassment" even though I was kicked and bruised; I was told
"nothing" would come of the charge, it would be filed away,
wouldn't even be cross-referenced if there were another incident.
So was late to the doctor's, in shock, bruised, Azure's crying,
we got there, we waited 45 minutes and I couldn't take any more,
still in shock. So we went to rebook and I waited in line to
rebook and finally cut in saying look I was assaulted, I'm in
shock, we have to leave, the police were called. And was told to
wait my turn. At which point I screamed, kicked the elevator
door; it came, I went in, still kicking, out of my mind. Never
got to see the doctor. Came back shaky. Called some friends. Of
course then recorded with sindhi sarangi, nice and calm
and beautiful with the new drone string, then a choppier version
with sarangi,
and did I tell you healthcare sucks in the city, but I'll drone
my way out of it...
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Sunday, June 24, 2012

ELO Conf

Electronic Literature Organization Conference

Morgantown, WV
Some images - ranging from interesting to mundane. The last group
is best looked at small. The panoramas work best at original size.
This isn't a recording of anything except my carrying cameras;
a few people; hiking around Cooper's Rock; walking around Morgan-
town; the 123 club where I've played a few times; some buildings
of interest including a few the conference was held in; a true
bug (hemiptera) I need to identify; young rattlesnake; etc. The
talks were great - our panels were terrific, and I met some good
people and saw some friends, Tim and Helen and Frances and Rachel
and Frank, wonderful!

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

ELO Conf. -

ELO Conf. at 123 in Morgantown - Carter/Sondheim

the worst recording with the best playing ever

Monday, June 18, 2012

extending the techniques

Alan Sondheim

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Alan Sondheim
Alan Sondheim
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extending the techniques

well, extended violin with the same songs, trying out
double-stopping with wide gaps, harmonics, bow bounce,
all the things you know but I don't, but maybe they
work here, the second to lastlast solo violin, the
last at work with a difficult song we do rarely, the
others, well they are fine -
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Sunday, June 17, 2012

distillation of pain

 distillation of pain

on good days
i dream of hitler youth and grey soviet masses
nameless american troops everywhere people marching
jagged assyrian warriors batak sacrifices
everyone known is deeply wrecking
salvage dams holding back debris
walking in collapsed buildings furious suicides
drownings, medicated deaths
police-tape barriers, artifice,s destruction
those names, ash, broken mouths, screams
everything going under
this crime won't be solved

why can't sleep
begin by thinking about being very old, a thing, continue
where lump or pain becomes something else, body turns its course against
me, that division. that night from which no awakening, remains
unimaginable. break with the daughter of my family.

who were dear simply order psychically survive. leads post-traumatic
stress syndrome, obdurate

circulation memories become permanent part psychic landscape: trip over.
after death they're meaningless, just what saves us, jennifer asks, shall
we survive, can turn, our future, you see when die, you, species, has
history gone, happens dust, molecules, atoms, forms, records, data,
speech, recordings preservation prions viruses, phages bacteria,
parasites, sun planets lives, whom speaking, mind without service god,
demons minds dissolve, corrode, decay, corrupt, longer hear your answers,
ourselves, memory mother her book father his fire, these are gone sound
mercury light switch luminous glow afternoon mighty trees moon there,
murmurs planetary nebula, plasma disappears disappears, eyes it, ears
among us oh keep their promises always based forfeitures, asks jennifer,
be, turn me around, provide loving canopy soft nestlings presence friends
all times places, hold within world living, nurture nourish feed clothe
ah, am done for, says already half two-thirds three-quarters cries m

----------------------------- therefore should come together
between two bodies separated serrated division, vertebra one
other. logging-out, collapse backbone,
melting melding as it begins disappear.the body's

not here either, square, playing-field, holding-pen.the stream i's, eyes,
appear if were, but imminent, momentary, for minute.drying, other words
stain residue, say drying, words, you're saying red year
5000, birthday falls monday, won't around. somehow, makes unutterably sad,
weeping. span so short, that, this, concrete instance, tears through me.
make sure, past 2020...

. eye, julu, nikuko travis, honey alan, accompany organs, bones, flesh
fallen side road is, reality, plain, open every direction, neither nor
indicating anywhere, any thing. little band characters process
dissolution. stories audience, audience audience. speaks smashed mouths,
writes fingers, sees other, dreams hears way. ultimate writing because
urgent. goes nowhere go. destinations fall off map disappeared. death, gem
outlives decay pion, bringing misery wake. less time tell stories. did was
any: 'my most important medium.' nothing else speaks. write an unknown
tongue. enormity figures... hard convey virtual worlds... don't take word
it... check out, you'll see... sense them looking down at you...
guardians... working benefit... whether like not... doesn't matter...
night... into pieces reassembling... swallow

whole... big universe... least i'll more, i'm
remembered poor out
could think wandered
somewhere link faltered hindered
cauterized throat thought throughout
semblance fraught alone
meandering mourned rooms dark fallow
plummeting faces skewed sallow
hollowed mounds earth burning bone
hallowed they sutured hands haunting loomed muffled clutched voices
senseless seamless depressed humbled choices
dense thatched strands stranding embracing fears
buried borne lost thrown
sounds human ghosts own
avatar / wounded space real closed others agree witness horror
born into, didn't ask shuddering
time, uniqueness catch-basin nerves ruptured world,
step line, clean, clarify, suck clean proper body, stuttering space, smear
basket torn pieces, screaming
than own,

abstract animated maquette
holes another crimped, collapsed, coagulated
crash crumble destiny
it's puckered slosh pure gifts there's happiness exchange
grief speak chatter
communities history's left behind
monotony... echo hollow
letter lies sleeping
now cold dissolve worlds
get stuck life yearn return held skin seasons
cannot move made layers pain, back, small models splayed abstracted
avatars fleeing radio antique equipment
lean glass photographs child doomed things
listen too

images dead soldiers anything books martyrs tortures torments read covers
telling future lament oozes beings forth gather die escape powered escapes
o doom martyrologies deaf call survive murmur yearning returning stick
lives thing reading comes swaying swings dying sways steal play long
succeed alanprint objects pained desire charred excavated (bleak culture
slaughter) darkness says 'truth screen, killed, spike throats beauty-smoke
kyushu honshu incense kamogami smoke, pens pencils, languages? fucked
blank?' lips hardly move, forced comfort, comfort now, moment, remember
love? alan want die. try head. bones old. lead. existence sex not; starts

julu +++
some legs
raw tissue blood leaking
joints troubling hanging
flags fish holiday
carved stripped meat dancing ecstatic someone
knew isthisit, sexuality damned
sexual maps taps saps revolves
merrily, happy, burrowed revolutions
buried, coming singing longing, then
leaving, leaving certainly aren't arousing shattering woundatar
forgotten deadatar, anytime soon?

aesthetics occurs flatness never curls inward towards body: unless
fundamental identification work. sort futurism responsible mac apple,
sliver cuts flesh, acceptable, false topologies, topographies destroyed
villages, mutilated faces. same: many deaths, deaths. clear: notes of
labor purposed, slowing scraping trying think, what? damage cause caused.

must stop.
work sound, fury.
visible been killed.
even keeps yammering, yakking away
much alive
somebody gave birth. the monster.
ever shut up
stench offensive

idiotic poverty thumping surface gives way, only limited compliance, while
wants slither, projections fantasies, holographic universes edges surface,
consider same way bangu, drum, center harshness occurs, skin, outside drum
altogether go elsewhere, so, moving while, reveals itself, does poverty,
idiotic, null signifiers token, dissolution proton, substance, moves
embrace, catch catapult oneself, corral, image imaginary appears curvature
meanders form, embraces subject, brings hir enunciation [i'm growing
increasingly stupid. bang head tired animations blurs. inhabit flat cut
paper. stalks thinking: forget new monster appear, obscene _enunciation._]

what's run below substance. drive italics, edge them, and
such again flay first kill maw ruin : stops nevermore loves
please...nevermore. smile chains seem one, around eleven, crying
'nevermore universe, one.' before coming, cessation pain.with cessation.

< deathwe sipping grease > achieved.
1, dead.
0, any, cicatrix
'the cultural ecology bourdieu would cicatrix'

covering simultaneously informs abject. variegated tattooed choice
produces laundering beneath. healing scar balanced. collocation scars.
beneath organism on. returns re-use. choose file: file chosen. upload:
upload. here died 4:55 afternoon, sept. 6. i've -

performances discomfiture dragging 'real' across 'virtual,' and
tearing both.

Friday, June 15, 2012

American Museum of Natural History

American Museum of Natural History

relatively unlabeled hodge-podge of biodiversity (which is rapidly
coming to an end as extinctions increase world-wide). the flora,
fauna, fungi, and so forth are indicated by shape and design, not
by biomes (although to be fair, the rest of the museum is based on
them) - the design exhausts the idea of natural history, which is
neither nature nor history, nor any combination of these troubled
terms. the museum itself is caught in a time-warp of a dying
planet: the bookstore features books about the crisis, and the
wild animal panoramas now seem sepulchers. the museum is a tomb of
life-forms, doing what it can against the onslaught. the life-
forms themselves are mythologies denuded of microbial and other
subtle environmental factors; what counts is display. there were
children everywhere, loving it; i hope at the very least that the
sense of wonder that was clearly awakened leads to commitment
before it's too late for all of us.
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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Music for Our 11th Wedding Anniversary

Music for Our 11th Wedding Anniversary (best listening)

Today is Azure's and my 11th wedding anniversary!
So we keep working with voice and the old sarangi, which now
has four strings tuned somewhat like the sindhi sarangi. We
might be able to use it for the Electronic Literature Conf.
in West Virginia, but it's hard to see how we'll get the
instrument down. In any case, we quite like anniv3 and
anniv4 is a ukulele solo in celebration and joy at our being
together for almost thirteen years! Love, Alan and Azure

All of these espdisk urls are dead, the music lost, we're still together now, however six years later and it's been wonderful...

Looking Easier Than Reading

Looking Easier Than Reading

The physicality of the anomaly always asserts itself, even down the
hierarchy of protocol layers. Google is everywhere, tabulating these and
others; sometimes the real takes over when processing slows and crashes; I
had one such crash during the making of the image. But the obdurate is
there, among the remnants of sex, which are not there, and death, which
is: that is the only equation, and one that persists in existing until
life is eradicated. We can't place our bets because there will be no one
to collect. Many such images as these are on many such planets, however
ephemeral; even Mars has its markings. If a tree falls, it falls, and it's
gone, just as the sound is gone. These gasped at zero to forty miles an
hour and the next time the configuration will be different, as it already
is, fading, history is fading. The truth, Badiou, is that books don't live
forever, and Google's privacy is a sham. Anyone can burrow the database
from within; we all live in tunnels beneath the firewalls where there is
nothing done, nothing to be done. A friend of mine constantly takes notes
to use against people. Badiou takes notes to how how the world's held, but
the world's held up by philosophy in both senses of the phrase, just not
in the physical. It's on the way out. We're on the way out, we're already
"that class," as my grade school teacher said, implying we'd live forever
in infamy. She's dead now, everything in the world is different and
sattered, shattering. If you're born in the middle of it, you die in the
middle of it. We're just desperate to keep alive, we dream of sex and
fantasy, in the imaginary, die, in the real, and grovel in surplus in the
symbolic. These images are tombstone, graves, they're beneath the ground,
on the bridge they're struggling. I do philosophy this way because it's
easier to read.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012


Alan Sondheim

6:44 PM  -  Limited

We are all in gravity.

I should learn to "hang in there" but there's no place
to put the gallows.

If I tell a joke, I've already made a rigid structure
for the poles.

There's nothing funny about death and I always feel
close enough to it that I'm temped to write a joke.

It's raining out and the water, aided by gravity, makes
sure the bodies get wet.

Chills set in, pneumonia, you know the rest. probably broken, dead.
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BURIED Apparitions

BURIED Apparitions w/ Azure, "buried" song solo uke

MARRIAGE TO LANGUAGE (words/music by Azurefrom words by Alan)

All my writing
Is an invitation
For you to come closer

I do not know
Who you are
Nor will I know
When you come closer

When you come closer
I will not know you
When you come closer
You must heal me

All my writing
Is a desperate cry for healing

I will know you
When you heal me
I will know you
When you touch me

I will know you
When you hold me
You will know me
When I  know you

All my singing
Is an invitation
For you to love me

I do not know
Who you are
Nor will I know you
When you love me

When you love me
I will not know you
When you love me
You must touch me

All my singing
Is a desperate cry for touching

I will know you
When you heal me
I will know you
When you touch me

I will know you
When you hold me
You will know me
When I  know you

All my talking
Is an invitation
For you to raise me

I do not know
Who you are
Nor will I know you
When you raise me

When you raise me
I will not know you
When you raise me
You must hold me

All my talking
Is a desperate cry for holding

I will know you
When you heal me
I will know you
When you touch me

I will know you
When you hold me
You will know me
When I  know you

I will know you
I will know you
I will know you
When I know you

Monday, June 11, 2012

Cauldron Release Set ii

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Cauldron Release Set

Alan Sondheim shared a link.
Unknown Artist - Unknown Album

  • Cauldron Release Set The Fire Museum and Cauldron record release event - at the Highwire, Philadelphia, last night (our full set) Helena Espvall, cello, electronics Azure Carter, songs, voice Alan Sondheim, sarangi, oud, cura cumbus, viola (in that order) Songs: Buried, Blood Tantra, Creatures This is a rough recording, with the sarangi under-recorded, and Helena and Azure under-recorded on and off; I used a small Marshall amp (which unfortunately was directed towards the zoom); Helena and Azure used a large stage amp/mixer system (which unfortunately was pointed elsewhere). But you'll get the idea. The bill also included Dan Joseph on hammered dulcimer, and the Jesse Kudler/Barry Weisblat Duo on electronics. The evening was a success! We had a full audience. Thanks to everyone who helped put the event together.
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Friday, June 08, 2012

with the birds

with the birds mute swans yellow-crowned night-heron
on shell midden

well with the birds, how was I supposed to know real memories and mocking-
birds singing, two birds leave roof of false-front bank, Morgan's Bank,
given way for love birds. Caused pass away. For God were meant pair, love
yet not feathered creed. And gather, each one mate, name, these they
call, name - or silenced burning wings legs, what| matisse bathers calling
in distant screech, nothing shelters take wing, all have begun nests
except you me, what are we waiting 'slots' 'embodied voice' saviors saints
thought? would play sarangi, many times played. There many background This
time, at mercy well aware that could never hear me, there sounds every-
where around us like tend ignore animals their languages names. They
slowly disappear; now fifty thousand died because alligators leave. She
described park as "layered." talk you, words thrimble, tremble, lines
here, now, crying over dead. Beams light don't birds:  9/11 fictitious
towering flock black horizon. "They're Dark rock sky, among vultures,
scattered oh man, wonderful Did see any birds?"  Flew from which origin-
ated just day before. From heaven fell down sudden weight, Hangup "Fine
feathers make fine birds." In this place, there's parliament deciding on
proper Keapoalewa, (_maloko o_) atmosphere where fly, is Kebara killdeer
Kira koan kwat Lacan lamina landbirds languaging" - larboard latinate
lejeune LEK Liardon: Let's fly away! Let's say you're interested, watch
them constantly, Manhattan's thousands birds; interrupt migration routes.
My wings, albatross, do ever land land, Nightjars, Related Nightbirds, no,
often daytime, particularly spring, had seen bird behavior; Heisenberg's
Physical. Some out trees Susan Sontag think wrote about tens Ten memorial.
kept flying. desert, shadowed, cooled. trace army eagles blackbirds.
Someone saw grey-brown fox. When I'm fish gotta sing dogs With special
surprise Hethre Contant's Texas Mockingbirds. You heard tales white dawn
dusk. foot. Overhead, screens, soar, shimmer. after aloud asked awoke,
begin being books alive. field another, aristotelian quantum, all: usual
pointed stance other alligators larger periphyton trail observing
invertebrates species an taken island. surfed there. some between depth
emerges woman playing ch'in most mournful manner, golden threading Here
Northwest, my bulbous thicket well. strange small reddish dance above
landing our 1908 Chinese painting flowers looked it sound winging will
those birds' broken mend animals. did hundreds apart, stepped on, thrown
against walls, pulled pieces. unusual rapidly becoming favorite (along if
added point made, thin above/ brown, i'd listen outside windows office
ballgame birdscastlescape brigdanc briglandscape brigscape)  cathedral
bells benign best bestowed better beyond big binary binding birth bi-jade
(circular disk hole) bind blessings (fortune) generalists! die, die
everywhere. cleaving flew darkness but that's end moral nor together apart
swimming trees. fluttering gold sky. Ah Ah. meditation. flying high
furious near bleak fall night, follow stern rising lives modern media
area. only encourages spread disease, found huddled decrepit rundown
neighborhood. "birds" his last words, sand stained red. His uniform test
apparatus limits life death. It's years ago... clearly inferior
philosophical birds beside red beaks almost glowing sun. "The blue flocks
ones melding equipment broiling bottom all shore, visited by suicidebirds
breasts flight hair river's meander outline bridge went nowhere once." Why
fly. Nikuko brig n' warm-up, Alpine series catbirds, chicken issued more
than reprimand. torn course, starlings, sparrows, starlings cultural
existed ages remote own. look everything body dancer eternal then be slow
dawn, aube, shades down, no nothing, none within decompositions bacteria
vegetation hummingbirds sparrows flies mites "i disappears, pretty
picture. But blades cleave hulls disturbance. go extinct. kestrels
disappeared." doctors today. phenomenology. drawing (painting) draw
(paint) (and) earth air ocean, wires cheep. enko conceivings dancework
synchronic sondheim example, here flies, large variety birds, might
interest; smaller clues cues wading generators migrating another green
metallic bees orchid made dead thnxs u bill vag grew darker, stopped
singing, strips sunlight haps acres across; numerous (swallows, swifts,
here). remember when used cacti, armadillo, pylons - They swift boaters,
using craft woven hmans:wrythed birds:torn birds:what hapend kitens: Write
first killed romola complicit lpmud Jen d'nala Panamarenko hunters geese,
entangled brooklyn, canada geese, i am hurt absence doctors. reading
assigned second third parts half neither chorus choir i'm contacted gonna
canal hanging run woods, new under overpass, sad chirpings indescribable.
covered enormous migration. indicates deaf really are; birdsongs amazing,
into pure air, delicate bathing all, world trade center iza erpene ics
subgroupoids minefields microworlds arounds jays, kingfishers, swifts (i
certain it), grey catbirds, puff-balls, jouissance julu judgmental liguus
kanji wraps koans, kwat! Lacanian example. moves scale, time left Miami,
looking periphyton, lay mountains valleys, No can tell migratory Outstript
late, mammals iran poetics religious experience: islamic map completely
differently (not mention magnetism maybe. gone. measure ? [ben4 niao3
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doves, pigeons mocking-birds. come scanning implies negation: scan(x)
(x)(-x). modifications genevabirds morning light, wondrous clouds mount-
ains. These feet human hands. also heart pounds loudly, still, naturally
spelled bilities. completed. war war. (clinton milosevic nighthawks!),
echo-location sit ground blackbirds, waiter myself, selves, knows found,
heron quickly catches its prey. numbered. Regardez-moi: 650000 9/11.
thereby sets upon path breath interpretation. Between it. island raised?
onstage bright yellow horn so. "the full out) (as if) (be) amazed paint
pictures colorful immortals hermits spirits pigeon piece carcases sun
horror surety stranger theirs serve dragons presence club kids, emerge
rare metaphor prey production. Crows annoy hawks; primates imitate,
red-wing yellow-head etc. around. red-winged blackbirds rented house,
assistant resting sand, manner exactly opposite East Coast sally everyone
raptures seen, populated dark ill-drawn stuff fantasies senses; well
whether beasts short tailed rain wrong faces sights crows troubled herds,

O wooden beams, snow mountains, snow, trundled waterbirds unidentified
(inland) song noise reduction meadowlarks, others Alps, across universe,
Descartes, sparrow-like spiral up tree, move branch still Slowly releasing
back wild called hacking. stolen uppermost bakemeats basket baskets hang
tree assailed her tears beneath unfamiliar constellations strives herbs
offer vase spirits, fish, ters. I've slight fevers result. Our cat Ossi
makes house feel home. spot desk, m easily without them, convenient beauty
color separations, passion cries sea-birds, disappeared, including merlin
even starlings. we've medieval debating looping primordial laptop quiet,
quiescent, peaceful, flying, through right paths birds! sky interacted
thinness sickle moon, narrowed borne themselves cutting bodies; happens
(i.e. calling) live middle alaska, smart birds. "virtual language" ground-
sitters owls perching-birds book those, notes gone gone, Bird towers...
thickened grass illinois thwoop, couple bats walk, sleep, cross it, report
condition trees, coupled further fourth part, reptiles turtledove detest
her, willets well, shore asking king queen wetwares shorebirds again,
varied worldings, forms humans doing, course vulnerabilities, bells warmup
alp pals, whom ripped asunder, fire cases lead away streams, crest bodies
once again imagine memory warm-up

Thursday, June 07, 2012

voice, sarangi, viola, oud

Alan Sondheim

2:19 AM  -  Limited
Alan Sondheim
voice, sarangi, viola, oud (best)

note: This is what I'd like Azure and myself to sound like Saturday
night - in other words, with equalization and reverberation set
to within a rough tolerance of what you're hearing. I'm not sure
this is possible; I'm bringing a small amp, the MOTU which needs
tuning itself, and an instrument mic. Hopefully we can get this to
work out; otherwise voice and instruments might fall flat. In the
meantime, these three pieces give a good example of what I'm hoping
we can achieve; Azure's songs are beautiful, but the instruments
are of course difficult - at least here, they're within a range of
somewhat perfection?
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