After the Noise

“I do not think about  development and progress in music, art or anything else. They seem to be phantoms, somewhat  like those visions beloved of our religious fanatics, professional politicians and other deluded  people, all of whom bother our world severely. How can I put it? There is nothing which this music has to do and there is nowhere that it has to go.”

(Interview with David Jackman (Organum), April/May of 2007)

David Jackman

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Vernacular Aesthetics

“To look through a Becher book is to take a lesson in vernacular aesthetics ; it is to learn to read differences in composition, rhythm and formal solutions where an ordinarily eye would see only indifference and standardisation; it is to derive intense pleasure from your own capacity of discrimination; it is to suffer from your inability to back it up by a technical vocabulary that would make it possible for you to detail a gasometer’s architecture as if it were a cathedral.”

Thierry de Duve, ‘Bernd et Hilla Becher ou la photographie monumentaire’ in Les Cahiers du Musée national d’art moderne, no. 39, pp. 118-29.

gasometer

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A “dead” audience

“I never fully understood the need for a “live” audience. My music, because of its extreme quietude, would be happiest with a dead one.”

Morton Feldman, Conversations without Stravinsky (London Magazine, Vol. 6, No. 12, March 1967)

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Alternative TV – Life

Lyrics

Life’s about as wonderful as a record mart
I don’t like selling albums
But I don’t wanna go to work.
Life’s about as wonderful as a record mart
I haven’t got any money
that’s why I’m selling albums!

Life’s about as wonderful as a cold
Life’s about as wonderful as growing old
Life’s about as wonderful as a tramp lying dead in the road
Life’s about as wonderful…

Life’s about as wonderful as a dole que
I don’t like standing still
With the tramps and layabouts.
Life’s about as wonderful as a dole que
Bit I’ve got no choice
That’s why I’m standing in a que.

Life’s about as wonderful as a cold
Life’s about as wonderful as growing old
Life’s about as wonderful as a tramp lying dead in the road
Life’s about as wonderful…

Life’s about as wonderful as no electricity
I don’t like acoustics
Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young
Life’s about as wonderful as no electricity
I make out it’s poetry
That’s why I’m screamin’ at ya.

Life’s about as wonderful as a cold
Life’s about as wonderful as growing old
Life’s about as wonderful as a tramp lying dead in the road
Life’s about as wonderful…

Life’s about as wonderful

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Our lady of darkness

Cover of the first British edition of Fritz Leiber's Our Lady of Darkness (1978)

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