I want music playing, perhaps I can set the tone, words streaming, images and videos sending you to my makers.
Here are the things that make me think,
Clair de Lune- Debussy
A little Boccherine-Quartet in C Minor
copies of Mozart. Quartet in G Major
Followed up with and epic piss while playing Ravel’s Bolero at the 7th minute mark and onward.
Perhaps slow down a bit to Lou Reed “perfect day” where we enter the video portion, perhaps there are all these beautiful things about my experience, driving into the sun in beautiful Alaska, towards the mountains and sun and black spruce moose laden designs of night. How can I fuck this up? (a million ways)
Dead Kennedys Terminal Preppie is the Chris Holland segment, various shots of him in Florida, playing golf, juxtaposed with ESPN.
Jonwayne-Browser… which really sort of captures my life and really gets me going…
Which can only bring any rational human being to Caravaggio’s calling of St. Matthew and what it would like in and even more contemporary scene.
Which makes me think of Will Self’s “My Idea of Fun” the best cover photo ever.
Just images now,
Everything Giacometti was when I saw his presentation on Belgium. Every photo I ever took back then, Gavin and Andy in front of the Eiffel tower like we were counting down 2000. There was this time when all the trucker went on strike and blocked all the freeway exit ramps and you could just walk and play soccer for days.
Ok now let us bring back some music. Jai Paul BTSTU- and we start back with all the wrldrmine poems there is perhaps one I like most.
Things i like most:
God: I own you like I own the caves.
The Ocean: Not a chance. No comparison.
God: I made you. I could tame you.
The Ocean: at one time, maybe. But not now.
God: I will come to you, Freeze you, break you.
The Ocean: I will spread myself like wings. I am a billion tiny feathers. You have no idea what's happened to me.
End with Jamie XX Sleep Sound.