Tuesday, February 01, 2005

"A specter is haunting the cinema: the specter of narrative. If that apparition is an Angel, we must embrace it; and if it is a Devil, then we must cast it out. But we cannot know what it is until we have met it face to face. To that end, then, I offer the pious: A PENTAGRAM FOR CONJURING THE NARRATIVE"

--Hollis Frampton, Circles of Confusion: Film, Photography, Video, Texts 1968-1980 (Rochester, NY: Visual Studies Workshop Press, 1983), 13-21.

(quite possibly the best thing i've ever read)


"In a dream sequence William Burroughs encounters Christian F in a Jarmanesque city dump, they wonder off to the sound of 1000 tape recorders fading out. Einheit returns to H Burger and records the music, which he later experiments with back in his loft. Is it possible to reverse the effect of this music, to discover anti-Muzak? He visits an electronics repair shop run by William Burroughs. Wondering the city, Einheit comes across a group of urban pirates lead by Genesis P-Orridge, who appears with a shaven head and wearing a Priest collar..."

(apparently a wee bit of synopsis from an early 80s german film called decoder)


"Eigenradio plays only the most important frequencies, only the beats with the highest entropy. If you took a bunch of music and asked it, "Music, what are you, really?" you'd hear Eigenradio singing back at you. When you're tuned in to Eigenradio, you always know that you're hearing the latest, rawest, most statistically separable thing you can possibly put in your ear."

(i can't figure out if this is for real or not, but it's bizarre and interesting and i definitely heard kraftwerk's 'computer world' buried in the mix somewhere)
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