Something of a mixed weekend for me, but it's been greatly enhanced by this wonderful 1989 DJ set from Liaisons Dangereuses: LINK
Saturday, 11 October 2008
welcome to the pleasuredome
Something of a mixed weekend for me, but it's been greatly enhanced by this wonderful 1989 DJ set from Liaisons Dangereuses: LINK
Friday, 10 October 2008
el futur sera avorrit
If you like the work of JG Ballard (and I do) and you'll be in Barcelona before November 2nd (and I won't) then you really ought to check this exhibition.
Otherwise I'm compelled to post another of my periodic links to Dennis Cooper's blog where today you can find all the details.
Thursday, 9 October 2008
NEON erotic party
Facebook listing with text copied from USA Today:
Different sounds are played in each ear. The sounds combine in your brain to create a new frequency. This frequency corresponds to brain wave frequencies.
There are different brain wave frequencies. These frequencies are related to different states like relaxation and alertness.
Digital drugs supposedly synchronize your brain waves with the sound. Hence, they allegedly alter your mental state.
Binaural beats create a beating sound. Other noises may be included with binaural beats. This is intended to mask their unpleasant sound.
Different types of digital drugs
Some sites provide binaural beats that have innocuous effects. For example, some claim to help you develop extrasensory powers like telepathy and psychokinesis.
Other sites offer therapeutic binaural beats. They help you relax or meditate. Some allegedly help you overcome addiction or anxiety. Others purport to help you lose weight or eliminate gray hair.
However, most sites are more sinister. They sell audio files ("doses") that supposedly mimic the effects of alcohol and marijuana.
But it doesn't end there. You'll find doses that purportedly mimic the effects of LSD, crack, heroin and other hard drugs. There are also doses of a sexual nature. I even found ones that supposedly simulate heaven and hell.
Monday, 6 October 2008
too menny
Extract from Thomas Hardy, Jude the Obscure:
Jude stood bending over the kettle, with his watch in his hand, timing the eggs, so that his back was turned to the little inner chamber where the children lay. A shriek from Sue suddenly caused him to start round. He saw that the door of the room, or rather closet-- which had seemed to go heavily upon its hinges as she pushed it back-- was open, and that Sue had sunk to the floor just within it. Hastening forward to pick her up he turned his eyes to the little bed spread on the boards; no children were there. He looked in bewilderment round the room. At the back of the door were fixed two hooks for hanging garments, and from these the forms of the two youngest children were suspended, by a piece of box-cord round each of their necks, while from a nail a few yards off the body of little Jude was hanging in a similar manner. An overturned chair was near the elder boy, and his glazed eyes were slanted into the room; but those of the girl and the baby boy were closed.
Half-paralyzed by the strange and consummate horror of the scene he let Sue lie, cut the cords with his pocket-knife and threw the three children on the bed; but the feel of their bodies in the momentary handling seemed to say that they were dead. He caught up Sue, who was in fainting fits, and put her on the bed in the other room, after which he breathlessly summoned the landlady and ran out for a doctor.
When he got back Sue had come to herself, and the two helpless women, bending over the children in wild efforts to restore them, and the triplet of little corpses, formed a sight which overthrew his self-command. The nearest surgeon came in, but, as Jude had inferred, his presence was superfluous. The children were past saving, for though their bodies were still barely cold it was conjectured that they had been hanging more than an hour. The probability held by the parents later on, when they were able to reason on the case, was that the elder boy, on waking, looked into the outer room for Sue, and, finding her absent, was thrown into a fit of aggravated despondency that the events and information of the evening before had induced in his morbid temperament. Moreover a piece of paper was found upon the floor, on which was written, in the boy's hand, with the bit of lead pencil that he carried:
'Done because we are too menny.'
Jude stood bending over the kettle, with his watch in his hand, timing the eggs, so that his back was turned to the little inner chamber where the children lay. A shriek from Sue suddenly caused him to start round. He saw that the door of the room, or rather closet-- which had seemed to go heavily upon its hinges as she pushed it back-- was open, and that Sue had sunk to the floor just within it. Hastening forward to pick her up he turned his eyes to the little bed spread on the boards; no children were there. He looked in bewilderment round the room. At the back of the door were fixed two hooks for hanging garments, and from these the forms of the two youngest children were suspended, by a piece of box-cord round each of their necks, while from a nail a few yards off the body of little Jude was hanging in a similar manner. An overturned chair was near the elder boy, and his glazed eyes were slanted into the room; but those of the girl and the baby boy were closed.
Half-paralyzed by the strange and consummate horror of the scene he let Sue lie, cut the cords with his pocket-knife and threw the three children on the bed; but the feel of their bodies in the momentary handling seemed to say that they were dead. He caught up Sue, who was in fainting fits, and put her on the bed in the other room, after which he breathlessly summoned the landlady and ran out for a doctor.
When he got back Sue had come to herself, and the two helpless women, bending over the children in wild efforts to restore them, and the triplet of little corpses, formed a sight which overthrew his self-command. The nearest surgeon came in, but, as Jude had inferred, his presence was superfluous. The children were past saving, for though their bodies were still barely cold it was conjectured that they had been hanging more than an hour. The probability held by the parents later on, when they were able to reason on the case, was that the elder boy, on waking, looked into the outer room for Sue, and, finding her absent, was thrown into a fit of aggravated despondency that the events and information of the evening before had induced in his morbid temperament. Moreover a piece of paper was found upon the floor, on which was written, in the boy's hand, with the bit of lead pencil that he carried:
'Done because we are too menny.'
Sunday, 5 October 2008
papal pleasure palace
Seeing as how I haven't the time to sit down and write a complete travelogue, what follows over the coming days will be a few edited highlights of the Roman holiday.
The Galleria Borghese is located within the Villa Borghese gardens, a public park described in 1644 by John Evelyn as an "an Elysium of delight". It housed ostriches, peacocks, swans and cranes "and diverse strange Beasts", a suitable spot for this extravagant party villa. Owing to modern customs, a visit today is maybe not quite so debauched as the Roman scene. Still the experience is intense, quite unlike any conventional museum visit, with galleries housing an incredible collection (Caravaggio, Titian, Bernini, you name it) all competing for attention with the most amazing trompe-l'œil decorations all over the walls and ceiling. Intricately patterned mosaics cover the floor as the tourists troop around struggling to cram so much sensory delight into their alloted 2-hour visiting time. Any appreciation of Boy with a Basket of Fruit becomes a challenge, the poor lad being squeezed up against all the encroaching opulence.
The Galleria Borghese is located within the Villa Borghese gardens, a public park described in 1644 by John Evelyn as an "an Elysium of delight". It housed ostriches, peacocks, swans and cranes "and diverse strange Beasts", a suitable spot for this extravagant party villa. Owing to modern customs, a visit today is maybe not quite so debauched as the Roman scene. Still the experience is intense, quite unlike any conventional museum visit, with galleries housing an incredible collection (Caravaggio, Titian, Bernini, you name it) all competing for attention with the most amazing trompe-l'œil decorations all over the walls and ceiling. Intricately patterned mosaics cover the floor as the tourists troop around struggling to cram so much sensory delight into their alloted 2-hour visiting time. Any appreciation of Boy with a Basket of Fruit becomes a challenge, the poor lad being squeezed up against all the encroaching opulence.
Saturday, 4 October 2008
intermission (Joy Peters - Don't Loose Your Heart Tonight)
Haven't had time to post the promised travelogue, so here is a nice song instead.
Friday, 3 October 2008
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