Text from 2 Chicago Openport Performances this is a placemarker for font and size i learn nothing from my work. my work learns from me. this is so stupid. this is so stupid. ehllo hello. nathan - somewhere near the begimning of 'the silent film era' actresses were accompanied by orchestras or musicians of their choosing to get into the mood of the otherwise silent so this is how it's going to be. what i do (here) is try to type, well at one point someone told me I couldn't type (I'm showing you now heheh! - anyway I try and TYPE something until you're bored or someonne pulls me out of here (I mean Chicago, not Links Hall) - anyway so I try to entertain you - wait, please there's more coming... this part was videotaped at Rilke's Grave in Raran, SW we're reading - well, Foofwa d'Imobilite and Maud Liardon - are - reading the tombstone - and well, I"m playing the organ, that's somewhere else in the alps - the sooner a train comes along the sooner I'm saved here. i'd better explain this this is a model of a dancer moving through motion capture equipment that has some broken sensors sending the signals out to infinity where they collapse, grief stricken, and return, something like the rturn of the repressed. Now here is the return of the repressed, just a second here - ok, it's more or less below freezing out there in the Gruyere ok, this isn't getting anywhere yet. i'mm not a particularly good performance artist. I'm cheating, I recorded this stuff beforehand - look around you - there aren't any naked people in the room at the moment, nor a waterfall for that matter... this is a deconstruction of a gun and on the left is someone dancing more or less and disappearing into the light. <thinking of content... war, viollence, stupidity, let's all kill President Bush! - ok, I knw you'rethinking, this is "illeagal," but what if we do this together?" -> yeah, well, ok, this will happen. let's back up. we won't kill bush, we'll just wound him - so - just in case you wondered, the hum you're hearing isn't from my laptop, it's in the system here in Links Hall and in fact I tend to love it -on the left is my avatar disappearing in Second Life because I programmed it to get away with it so it can go through cliffs and stuff. now yhou're hearing the hum of the planet, literally - this is very low frequency radio stuff coming through - the antennas are modified by the performers - transforming the sound - Maud Liardon atthe end of a particularly exhausting day. maud machine - there's a file here called rottate i'll try to find it hold on the machine aspect is clearer by the way: the title of this is "The Difference Between the Analog and the Binary Mode of Relating Real-Time bodies to the world" - this was shortened from the title "My Partner is My Buddha" this is literally the Maud Machine - why literrally? this is Azure generating very low frequency coupling with an antenna somewhere in Orange County California these are dead avatars this is another dead avatar. ok what you're hearing is an imitation of a 78 record created from an event in very low frequency radio stuff. this is really stupid.l i'll whos you what i feel like. ok that's an assassin bug on the right. now we're looking at the wilderness. when we work and we always do and we work together sometimes and we don't we try to harnass we try to harness the digital and return it to the real world. there of course is still a real world, don't believe the theorists. where is it? it's among the polar bears who are starving and have turned cannibal it's among the elephans which have taken to raping as a result of population pressure. it among the fifty thousand birds that died at the world trade center site as a result of the fucked up pillars of light which messed up migration routes - as a result they died of exhaustion this is the deconstruction of a tree, a real tree, with a ditial scanner. I'm not sure why this is important, but possibly in anotehr fifty years or so we might not have trees. well we won't have "we" either this is my sad ronin in second life - when I work in second life i go to thebottom of the ocean then i don't have to deal with cleverness and messy building and people flying by. i can just do something maybe there Cris Cheek should know where this sound is from, the only thing I didn't do here, the rest for whatever is mine. this was done after abu gharayb. those blades are from a wind farm in West Virgina. think aboutg wind farms - like the beams of lightfrom the world trade center, most of these have been responsible for the deaths of tens of thousands of birds. they fly into it. the avatar was takenpart and taken apart and taken apart this is Azure Carter being scanned while moving - this results in the disappearance of Azure Carter, any trace of her, in the digital realm. I'd show this to you if I could remember where it is! ok, this is the result of that maneuver more or less, you can see the body sliced - we're back trying to suture things back together from digital to analog. if someone can tell me when twenty-five minutes or so are gone I can wrap this up. at the moment I'm thinking: abjection/politics on the left, avatars imitating real-life people on the right, real-life people imitatin avatars. notice the people (on the right) we refer to as "The Bobsie Twins" What coordination! This took years to perfect i used to do these things with the idea of a 'moral" or content or "content" or a "sememe " or something behind what you're seeing on the screen. then it occurred to me there's nothing we can do at this point to save - well, our own selves, species from extinction, inundations, the stupidies - that's stupdi, stupidities of fascist presidents - so we might as well just play and make faces in restaurants because maybe all we can do is dance oh that's so stupid again but it's true! and it's true I can't dance! so ... so it's true that' that there's a letter maybe beneath this one going somewhere my partner exploding with the motion capture equipment going into gunfire - well I want you to believe this is gunfire while a vacuum tube is deconstruct simultaneously well I'd like you to believe it's deconstructed. what's stupid here is I have only one screen and I want to have equipment on the floro! floor! more and more equipment, something I can disappear into! I'll have to settle for for some sort of entertainment i want to thank everyone here for allowing us to present! and Foofwa d'Imobilite and Maud Liardon for their brillians And Azure Carter for her support and brilliance And President bush for making this possible and the Swiss Government for funding this in part and the Alps for just being there. thank you.
placeholder text chicago 2 placeholder text placeholder text anguish disappears when our world suffers the most an image weeps. an image does not suffer. no, an image suffers the most. dear buddha, i will suffer for you. thank you, alan sondheim. nothing is real anymore, is it? is what? is nothing? i am your electric-onic i am your electronic buzz bomb i will kill all of you fuckers. i will kill everyone. don't forget - when you leave here tonight YOU WILL BE DEAD (honest, I really mean this more than I mean anything in the world) - signed, Mr. Bush. Let us [...] If I can't be Buddha I will kill myself. Then after I kill myself I will kill you. Today I thought about the French Empire and the American Empire. The end. Alan Sondheim. ok if you have any questions. Ok I have a question. What is that stuff moving about. "Well, I'm glad you asked that,' Susan said. This is really something, isn't it? (Susan didn't say that.) Well, what this , well, these are avatars torn apart, By What you May AsK? maBY by Abu Gharab, he replied lightly. Christ, he thought (although he didn't believe in God). There are too many things going on here. That zither is being sent around the usa coming back to me. That woman is Maud Liardon danceworking performing in a grange in the Gruyere. We need a cat. So you think this is funny? I will KILL YOU. This is NOT FUNNY. StOPPP IT VLF radio runs around the world. The USA will use VLF radio antennas to: 1. Disorient and kill whales. 2. Disorient and kill dolphins. 3. Communicate just where and when the BIG ONE will be dropped. I'm a dope! Just now, a reveleation: EVERYONE IS TWITCHING ON THE SCREN Suddenly he realized: There were people behind himn. It wasn't paranoia. He was being watched. Something had to be done, something drastic. Then he remembered: "He would kill them all." This is the compassion the Buddha speaks of so eloquently. Now we're hanging around the Aletsch glacier. I want to thank the Swiss government for making this possible: a. Holding on to the Aletsch glacier in this period of global warming. b. Giving my partner and I some money so we can eat again. c. Making us stop worrying if we con't have any money for b. I did this thing last night with different videos. And there I was thinking, there's just nothing you can do about the world, is there/ so it's not enoght to dance, fuck dance, it's got to be something else. if we could only just kill ourselves. then everything would be allright in the worldl but of cours we're just kidding, nothing like this can happen. the whole history of the West: we're just kidding ourselves. (Honest.) don't cry for us argentina. ============================================================== ============================================================== # distributed via <nettime>: no commercial use without permission # <nettime> is a moderated mailing list for net criticism, # collaborative text filtering and cultural politics of the nets # more info: [EMAIL PROTECTED] and "info nettime-l" in the msg body # archive: http://www.nettime.org contact: email@example.com