Monday, August 12, 2002



Rope and Vertigo

Another empty lunchtime. A question (which may only interest UK readers). Which foodstuff has a dead and rotting carcass as part of its logo? Think about it and then go here to find out but do NOT press the RED BUTTON - no irony - just DON'T. You will be really sorry.

Visualisation

Jazz and Sirens in a rainy city. None of it means anything to you personally other than it adds components to your own mood. I thought I could live on the streets if they were always like this but I suppose it would become uncomfortable and boring after a while; 'If all the year were playing holidays ...'. No! There is no comfort here; the streets here are cold and all I want to do is to lie in the Sun when the City is empty and listen to that undefined roar that rings the limits of your perception. Remember those cold winter days when you walked through a park somewhere and the traffic in the distance merged into grey noise? How does sound become a homogeneous thing? Light stays distinct; each photon can be teased out of the stream and made to tell you things about its origin, though of course asking a Photon about its birth will make it lie. You cannot know everything about them for they are tricky and a little bit dangerous. Mad even. But sound; add too many sounds together and they become a mess of irrelevant rubbish. Add more and you just get grey noise, like the rush of water in your ears when you hold your head under water or the sound of rubber tyres on the concrete roads they sometimes put down to save money. Section deleted for reasons which will forever remain unvoiced.

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