the third session with Azure Carter, Edward Schneider http://www.alansondheim.org/EdwardAzure.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/sanshinalto.mp3 http://www.alansondheim.org/altosanshin.mp3 http://www.alansondheim.org/sanshin.jpg Azure Carter, vocal on altosanshin, Never Edward Schneider, alto saxophone Alan Sondheim, sanshin The Electronic Literature Salon, ESL, went well yesterday; today I did postproduction on the 3d session with Edward and Azure. Please don't tire yet. Well, I was thinking that already we, they, already live in memory, an odd future anterior. I worked on editing the turgid flow of my book manuscript, Broken Theory, which resonates well with my thinking; theory often has so much jargon-at-a-distance, almost as if I were playing instruments through a pedal, in order, among other things, to avoid the clack of the nails, what is perfection. What is purity I cannot answer, my signed copy of Kristeva's Powers of Horror disappeared a long time ago when we moved out of New York into Rhode Island. But I could not answer, my copy of Mary Douglas, Purity and Danger has disappeared, my copy of Heidegger, Being and Time, has disappeared, my copy of Hannah Arendt, Origins of Totalitarianism has disappeared. Perhaps it is best to consider living in the past posterior. Every second gone is irretrievable. Neutrinos flow through us. We may be sun but we are not light. As I wrote, we are coagulations of descriptions, what holds us together but the energy of abstract similitudes. I wrote only the first part, the part of descriptions. I forgot where I was going, here, I forgot where I have come from. The diaspora holds me, may I, just for a moment, capitalize, Diaspora. Some small villagers in the distance. And this music. _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
