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William Seward Burroughs

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William Seward Burroughs (1914 – 1997)

Citazioni di William Seward Burroughs

    * Lo psicotico è uno che ha scoperto come vanno le cose. (citato in Gustav Hasford, Nato per uccidere, traduzione di Pier Francesco Paolini, Bompiani, 1989)

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    * La cosa più pericolosa da fare è rimanere immobili.
    * Nessun problema può essere risolto. Quando una situazione diventa un problema non ha alcuna soluzione. I problemi sono per definizione senza soluzione. Nessun problema può essere risolto, e tutte le soluzioni conducono ad altri problemi.
    * Nulla è vero, tutto è permesso.
    * Parole, colori, luci, suoni, pietra, legno, bronzo appartengono all’artista vivente. Appartengono a chiunque sappia usarli. Saccheggiate il Louvre!
    * Una società di persone che non sognano non potrebbe esistere. Sarebbero morti in due settimane.

Ragazzi selvaggi

Incipit

L’obiettivo è l’occhio di un avvoltoio in volo sopra una zona di cespugli, calcinacci e costruzioni incompiute alla periferia di una città messicana.
Una costruzione di cinque piani senza pareti né scale… gli accampati hanno messo su delle abitazioni provvisorie… i piani sono collegati da scale a pioli… cani abbaiano, polli chiocciano, un ragazzo sul tetto fa un gesto di sega mentre l’obiettivo passa.
Avvicinandoci al suolo vediamo l’ombra delle nostre ali, cantine asciutte invase dai cardi, rugginose sbarre di ferro che sporgono come piante metalliche dal cemento screpolato, una bottiglia rotta al sole, fumetti a colori sporchi di merda, un ragazzo indiano contro un muro con le ginocchia in su, che mangia un’arancia spruzzata di pepe rosso.
L’obiettivo fa uno zoom e oltrepassa un edificio di mattoni rossi tutto a balconate dove vivaci camicie da ruffiani porpora, gialle, rosa, sventolano come le bandiere di una fortezza medioevale. Su queste balconate vediamo fiori, cani, gatti, polli, un caprone legato, una scimmia, un’iguana. I vecinos si sporgono dalle balconate a scambiare chiacchiere, olio da cucina, kerosene e zucchero. È una vecchia scena di folklore recitata anno dopo anno da nuove comparse.

Citazioni

    * Siamo in una zona di correnti sessuali elettriche. Di colpo abbiamo formicolii nello scroto e poi cominciano immagini di quello che stiamo per fare come dire che si guarda un’immagine di sé mentre lo si fa e si casca dritti nello schermo con una stretta deliziosa, Alì e Farja che si inseguono e fanno la lotta per tutto il film. (p. 76)
    * Mi vedo filare attraverso il cielo come una stella a lasciare la terra per sempre. Cosa mi trattiene? È il contratto per il quale soltanto sono qui. Il contratto è questo corpo che mi tiene qui. Ho quattordici anni sono un ragazzo magro biondo con gli occhi blu pallido. La mia mente si muove da un oggetto all’altro in una serie di fermate fredde ed efficienti. Adesso sono fermo di fronte al country club. C’è un custode. Resto lì finché non si cura più di me. Se resto fermo in un posto abbastanza a lungo la gente smette di guardarmi ed io posso camminare in mezzo a loro. La gente smette di guardarmi e allora posso farlo io. Le donne al mercato mi chiamano «El Niño Muerto» (Il Bimbo Morto) e si fanno il segno della croce quando passo. Non mi piacciono le donne né giovani né vecchie. (Il bimbo morto; 1979, p. 97)
    * Stanza vuota proprio così. Adesso so che roba sono le crociate. I giovani sono una specie aliena. Non ci sostituiranno con una rivoluzione. Ci dimenticheranno e ci ignoreranno fuori d’esistenza. Il Posto delle Volpi del Deserto era soltanto uno spettacolo qualsiasi con appena la giusta sfumatura di dimostrazione. Lasciateci in pace. («Chiamatemi semplicemente Joe»; 1979, p. 128)
    * La difficile primavera del 1988. Con il pretesto del controllo delle droghe stati polizieschi oppressivi sono stati messi su in tutto il mondo occidentale. La programmazione precisa del pensiero emozione e impressioni sensoriali apparenti secondo la tecnologia descritta nel bollettino 2332 mette gli stati polizieschi in grado di mantenere una facciata democratica dietro la quale denunciano a gran voce come criminali, pervertiti e drogati tutti quelli che si oppongono alla macchina di controllo. Eserciti underground operano nelle grandi città disturbando la polizia con informazioni false attraverso telefonate e lettere anonime. […] Malgrado i diversi scopi e formazioni dei suoi membri costituenti l’underground è d’accordo sugli obiettivi base. Intendiamo marciare contro la macchina della polizia dappertutto. Intendiamo distruggere la macchina della polizia e tutti i suoi archivi. Intendiamo distruggere tutti i sistemi verbali dogmatici. La cellula familiare e le sue cancerose espansioni in tribù, paesi, nazioni noi la sradicheremo alle sue radici vegetali. Non vogliamo più sentire nessuna storia di famiglie, storia di madre, storia di padre, storia di poliziotto, storia di prete, storia di paese o storia di partito. Per dirla in parole povere ne abbiamo sentite abbastanza di stronzate. («Mamma ed io si vorrebbe sapere»; 1979, pp. 130-131)

Explicit

THE PENNY ARCADE PEEP SHOW

Ragazzi nudi in piedi di fianco a una sorgente savana per sfondo una testa di giraffa in lontananza. I ragazzi parlano in grugniti e ringhi, brontolii e guaiti e si mostrano i denti a vicenda come cani selvatici. Due ragazzi fottono stando in piedi schiene contratte denti stretti, peli ritti sulle caviglie, increspature di pelle d’oca sulle gambe guaiscono e mugolano.
Nei giardini di carne marcia languidi ragazzi Bubu con neri sorrisi grattano piaghe erogene malati putridi dolci i loro corpi nudi evaporano una nebbia color seppia di soffocanti vapori nitrosi.
Verde ragazzo lucertola accanto a un ruscello stagnante sorride e strofina i suoi logori calzoncini di cuoio con un lento dito.
Fioca strada su abiti insudiciati un ragazzo è in piedi nudo con la camicia in una mano e l’altra mano sta grattando il culo.
Due giovani nudi con i capelli neri e ricciuti e orecchie a punta da Pan giocano a dadi di fianco a una fontana di marmo. Il perdente si china in avanti guardando il proprio riflesso nella vasca. Il vincitore si mette in posa dietro a lui come un dio fallico. Tiene allargate le lisce natiche bianche con i pollici. Le labbra si arricciano sui denti bianchi e aguzzi. Una risata scuote il cielo.
Ragazzi aliante planano giù dal tramonto su ali rosse e fanno piovere frecce dal cielo.
Ragazzi fionda scivolano attraverso la vallata sulle loro ali nere di plastica come fogli di mica al sole vestiti stracciati che sventolano sulla dura carne rossa. Ciascun ragazzo ha una pesante fionda attaccata al polso con una cinghia di cuoio. Alla cintura hanno borse di cuoio piene di pietre nere rotonde.
I ragazzi pattinatori si lanciano giù da una collina in un turbine di foglie autunnali. Tagliano attraverso una pattuglia della polizia. Il sangue spruzza le foglie secche nell’aria.
Lo schermo sta esplodendo in crateri lunari e argentee macchioline bollenti.
«Ragazzi selvaggi molto vicini adesso.»
Il buio scende sui sobborghi in rovina. Un cane abbaia in lontananza. Fioche malferme stelle stanno volando via attraverso un vuoto cielo luccicante, i ragazzi selvaggi sorridono.

    * William Burroughs, Ragazzi selvaggi (The wild boys, 1969), traduzione di Giulio Saponaro, SugarCo, Milano, 1979.

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William S. Burroughs 

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William Seward Burroughs (191402-05199708-02), more commonly known as William S. Burroughs, was an American novelist, essayist, social critic, painter and spoken word
performer. Much of Burroughs’ work is semi-autobiographical, drawn from
his experiences as an opiate addict, a condition that marked the last
fifty years of his life. He was a central member of the Beat Generation, an avant-garde author who influenced popular culture as well as literature. In 1984 he was elected to the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters

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  • 1. Never give anything away for nothing. 2. Never give more than
    you have to (always catch the buyer hungry and always make him wait).
    3. Always take back everything if you possibly can.

    • On drug dealing, Daily Telegraph, in 1964
  • A paranoid man is a man who knows a little about what’s going on.
    • As quoted in Friend magazine, 1970
  • England has the most sordid literary scene I’ve ever seen. They all
    meet in the same pub. This guy’s writing a foreword for this person.
    They all have to give radio programs, they have to do all this just to scrape by. They’re all scratching each other’s backs.

Naked Lunch (1959)

Grove Press, 2003, ISBN 0-802-11639-6, 289 pages

  • Hustlers of the world, there is one Mark you cannot beat: The Mark Inside. (p. 11)
    • From the chapter entitled "Rube"
  • A functioning police state needs no police. (p. 31)
    • From the chapter entitled "Benway"
  • I awoke from The Sickness at the age of forty-five, calm and sane,
    and in reasonably good health except for a weakened liver and the look
    of borrowed flesh common to all who survive The Sickness… When I
    speak of drug addiction I do not refer to keif, marijuana or any
    preparation of hashish, mescaline, Banisteriopsis caapi, LSD6, Sacred
    Mushrooms or any other drugs of the hallucinogen group… There is no
    evidence that the use of any hallucinogen results in physical
    dependence. (pp. 199-201)

    • From "Deposition: Testimony Concerning a Sickness," the introduction to the 1960 edition
  • Our national drug is alcohol. We tend to regard the use of any other drug with special horror. (p. 201)
    • From "Deposition: Testimony Concerning a Sickness"
  • The junk merchant doesn’t sell his product to the consumer, he
    sells the consumer to his product. He does not improve and simplify his
    merchandise. He degrades and simplifies the client. (p. 224)

    • From "Letter from a Master Addict to Dangerous Drugs," Written in 1956, first published in The British Journal of Addiction, vol. 52, no. 2, p. 1 (January 1957) and later used as footnotes in The Naked Lunch. In the Grove Press edition, it is printed as an appendix. 

The Soft Machine (1961)

  • Cut word lines — Cut music lines — Smash the control images — Smash
    the control machine — Burn the books — Kill the priests — Kill! Kill!
    Kill! 

Exterminator! (1979)

  • As a young child Audrey Carsons wanted to be writers because
    writers were rich and famous. They lounged around Singapore and Rangoon
    smoking opium in a yellow pongee silk suit. They sniffed cocaine in
    Mayfair and they penetrated forbidden swamps with a faithful native boy
    and lived in the native quarter of Tangier smoking hashish and
    languidly caressing a pet gazelle.

– "The Lemon Kid" 

Cities of the Red Night (1981)

  • Faced by the actual practice of freedom, the French and American revolutions would be forced to stand by their words.
  • There is simply no room left for ‘freedom from the tyranny of
    government’ since city dwellers depend on it for food, power, water,
    transportation, protection, and welfare. Your right to live where you
    want, with companions of your choosing, under laws to which you agree,
    died in the eighteenth century with Captain Mission. Only a miracle or
    a disaster could restore it. 

The Western Lands (1987)

  • Remember the Italian steward who put on women’s clothes and so
    filched a seat in a lifeboat? "A cur in human shape, certainly he was
    born and saved to set a new standard by which to judge infamy and
    shame."

    • Page 6.
  • Cheat your landlord if you can and must, but do not try to
    shortchange the Muse. It cannot be done. You can’t fake quality any
    more than you can fake a good meal. 

Painting the Internet (1996)

  • It would be certainly a very foolish thing: try paint the Internet,
    start making oil-on-canvas paintings out of the computer world.

William S. Burroughs, "Conversations", 1996

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  • A paranoid-schizophrenic is a guy who just found out what’s going on.
  • America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American
    non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. The
    dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control
    system set up by the non-dreamers.
  • Artists to my mind are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact.
  • Kerouac (editing Naked Lunch): Bill, what is all this stuff about young naked boys being hanged in limestone caves?
    Burroughs: No idea. I know I’m some kind of interplanetary agent but I don’t think my signals are decoding properly.
  • Communication must become total and conscious before we can stop it.
    • The Ticket That Exploded
  • Confusion hath fuck his masterpiece.
  • Desperation is the raw material of drastic change. Only those who
    can leave behind everything they have ever believed in can hope to
    escape.
  • General procedure: Read and learn all you can about problem. Look
    at problem from a point of zero preconception. Devise variations and
    alternative solutions. Check back to see if your solution has workable
    advantage over solutions previously arrived at . . . To carry the
    method a step further than solution of purely technical problem where
    purpose is implicit in the artifact: devising more efficient gun, tool,
    boat, signal system, medical or interrogation procedure.
  • Heroin is a vitamin…don’t let anyone tell you different heroin IS
    a vitamin…there’s nothing in the game plan…that says that all
    vitamins have to be good for you.
  • I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be
    liked by all the people around them.I don’t care if people hate my
    guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they
    are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being
    concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile
    attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.
  • I think all novelists particularly are engaged in the creation of
    Tulpas. That is exactly what they are doing. Ahh… they are trying to
    create characters that have an existence apart from the novel, apart
    from the page.
  • If you’re doing business with a religious son-of-a-bitch, get it in
    writing. His word isn’t worth shit. Not with the good lord telling him
    how to fuck you on the deal.
  • I’m running out of everything now. Out of veins, out of money.
  • Images. Millions of images. That’s what I eat.
  • I say we are here in human form to learn by the human hieroglyphs
    of love and suffering. There is no intensity of love or feeling that
    does not involve the risk of crippling hurt. It is a duty to take this
    risk, to love and feel without reserve or defense.
  • Jesus Christ, by their fruits ye shall know them, not by their disclaimers.
    • On Kerouac’s later apparent disavowals of Beat creeds
  • Language is a virus.
    • Variant: Language is a virus from outer space.
    • Variant: Language is obviously a virus as it depends on replication.
    • Used as a song title by Laurie Anderson
  • Love! What is it? Most natural painkiller what there is. LOVE
  • Madness is confusion of levels of fact… Madness is not seeing visions but confusing levels.
  • Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to
    remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is
    designed to remain a tadpole.
  • Most of the trouble in this world has been caused by folks who
    can’t mind their own business, because they have no business of their
    own to mind, any more than a smallpox virus has.
  • No job too dirty for the fucking scientists.
  • No one owns life, but anyone who can pick up a frying pan owns death.
  • Nothing exists until or unless it is observed. An artist is making
    something exist by observing it. And his hope for other people is that
    they will also make it exist by observing it. I call it ‘creative
    observation’. Creative viewing.
  • Now the perpetrating of miracles constitutes a brazen attempt to
    loosen up the universe. When you set up something as MIRACLE, you deny
    the very concept of FACT, establish a shadowy and spurious court
    infested by every variety of coyote and shady fixer beyond Court of Fact.
  • Shoot the bitch and write a book. That’s what I did.
    • Of questionable veracity.
  • Son, never listen to a priest or a policeman…the only thing they have is the key to the shithouse.
  • Survive, it’s the name of the game. Would I give a shit about these people?
  • The mark of a basic shit is that he has to be right.
  • The ‘Other Half’ is the word. The ‘Other Half’ is an organism. Word
    is an organism. The presence of the ‘Other Half’ is a seperate organism
    attached to your nervous system on an air line of words can now be
    demonstrated experimentally. One of the most common ‘hallucinations’ of
    subject during sense withdrawal is the feeling of another body sprawled
    through the subject’s body at an angle…yes quite an angle it is the
    ‘Other Half’ worked quite some years on a symbiotic basis. From
    symbiosis to parasitism is a short step. The word is now a virus. The
    flu virus may have once been a healthy lung cell. It is now a parasitic
    organism that invades and damages the central nervous system. Modern
    man has lost the option of silence. Try halting sub-vocal speech. Try
    to achieve even ten seconds of inner silence. You will encounter a
    resisting organism that forces you to talk. That organism is the word.

    • The Ticket That Exploded
  • There couldn’t be a society of people who didn’t dream. They’d be dead in two weeks.
  • There is no line between the ‘real world’ and ‘world of myth and
    symbol.’ Objects, sensations, hit with the impact of hallucination.
  • There’s something wrong with that boy. He frowns for no good reason.
  • Thou shalt not be such a shit, you don’t know you are one.
  • Thou shalt not blow pot-smoke into the face of my pet. Say’s whom who want’s to get high.
  • Thou shalt not drop an atom bomb or even shit one out in the first place – I’m talking to you, Robert Oppenheimer.
  • ‘Treatment is symptomatic’ – which means in the trade there is none.
  • When I become death, death is the seed from which I grow.
  • Word is a virus.
  • Words, colors, light, sound, stone, wood, bronze belong to the
    living artist. They belong to anyone who can use them. Loot the
    Louvre!… Steal anything in sight. 

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LOT LIZARDS (garage lo fi duo – Londra) @ Ulisse (FI)

Thursday, March 27th, 2008


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da una mail di Sweetsensation del 26 Mar 2008 23:43:36 +0100

VENERDI 28 MARZO 2008 ULISSE BARNUM H 22.30
Notte Garage punk!!! THE INTELLECTUALS (garage punk da Roma)
LOT LIZARDS (garage lo fi duo – Londra)
dj set Vortex & Sweetsensation
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altri appuntamenti :
10 aprile @ ulisse barnum : stinky lou & the goon mat (voodoo rhythm r’n’r blues band)
golden shower (blues country punk montecatini)

17 aprile @ ulisse barnum : margaret doll rod (one girl band from demolition doll rods – detroit)
bloodshot bill (r’n’r rockabilly one man band – canada)

http://www.demolitiondollrods.com/
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girare a destra al primo semaforo in via Tito Speri quindi di nuovo a
destra in via di San Salvi.Una volta arrivati in fondo alla
via,superare il grande cancello in ferro che costeggia la
ferrovia,immettersi sul viale alberato e girare alla seconda
traversa sulla sinistra(cartello indicazione cooperativa sociale Ulisse).

KLF – The Manual

Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

L’altro giorno leggendo il volume Pranks 2 delle edizioni Re/Search (http://www.researchpubs.com/Blog/index.php) di San Francisco sono venuto a conoscenza di The Manual. How To Have A Number One The Easy Way. Subito ho fatto una ricerca per trovare una versione digitale del testo in questione ed ho trovato una pagina (http://www.kirps.com/web/main/resources/music/themanual/) che contiene il testo in versione integrale; l’ho copiato e ho creato il file che potete scaricare dal link qui sotto. Non l’ho ancora letto ma credo che sia molto interessante stando a quanto dicono varie pagine sul web. Buona lettura!
THX 1138 

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KLF
– The Manual

How To Have A Number One The Easy Way

KLF – The Manual is the famous book by the KLF which describes how to
get a number one hit. Written by Bill Drummund and Jimmy Cauty, who
have become famous as The KLF, The Manual teaches you everything you’ll
need to know to be successful in the music business. The printed
edition is no longer available, but you can read The Manual right here,
right now, so enjoy it and learn from it.


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klf – the manual.txt

 

TROUBLE VS. GLUE (elettro pop punk duo da Roma) @ Ulisse (FI)

Sunday, March 23rd, 2008

da una mail di Chiara Sweet Sensation del 23 Mar 2008 17:43:47 +0100


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MARTEDI 25 MARZO 2008
ULISSE BARNUM
H 22.30
TROUBLE VS. GLUE (elettro pop punk duo da Roma)
A seguire:
NEUE KONTROLLE dj set (80’s / New Wave / Dark)

info:

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sulle frequenze di NovaRadio Città Futura (clikka qui per ascoltare lo streaming della diretta) dalle 8.45 alle 22.00.
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Ven 28 – 03 : LOT LIZARD (Uk) + THE INTELLECTUALS (Roma)
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COME ARRIVARE ALL’ULISSE:seguire le indicazioni per lo STADIO,arrivati
in piazza Alberti superare il cavalcavia in direzione via Lungo
l’Affrico, girare a destra al primo semaforo in via Tito Speri quindi di
nuovo a destra in via di San Salvi.Una volta arrivati in fondo alla
via,superare il grande cancello in ferro che costeggia la
ferrovia,immettersi sul viale alberato e girare alla seconda
traversa sulla sinistra(cartello indicazione cooperativa sociale Ulisse).

Strange music in Berlin, Deutschland

Sunday, March 23rd, 2008

da una e-mail di Hair Entertainment (http://www.hairentertainment.com)


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*Mittwoch/Wednesday März/March 26:*
*Jack Rose / Hush Arbors
*plus guests
*@ West Germany, Skalitzerstrasse 133, Berlin-Kreuzberg, U-Bahn Kottbusser Tor
*9 pm
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*Jack Rose*, formerly of the extended drone pioneers Pelt, knows this
better than most. Since heading out on his own in 2002, Rose’s virtuosic
fingerpicking — often recorded without embellishments in one take —
has explored as much Takoma-style magic hour as it has darker-hued
extended workouts of his own invention, his nimble fingers equally
capable of Eastern raga as ragtime blues, his range increasingly
reminiscent of the great steel-string iconoclasts of American guitar.
*Keith Wood*, now a London native, plays in softer tones, the
psychedelic wash of his gauzy folk as unhurried as it is beautiful. Wood
often records with the windows open, piecing his songs together from his
distant vocals and disarmingly pretty guitar, the whole thing sounding
like it came in with the wind itself. Deeply inspired by the nature of
his native Virginia, Wood’s records evoke the peace and silence of a
mountain retreat, his gorgeous melodies equally affecting when brushed
in slow-burning psych as they are unadorned.

*Interview mit Keith Wood / Jack Rose (by Pete Nicholson):*

*Hometown:*
Keith: Now, London, U.K; growing up, Waynesboro, Virginia
Jack: Richmond, [Virginia]

*First show:*
Keith: Bob Dylan
Jack: B.B. King and Miles Davis

*Favorite German:*
Keith: Werner Herzog
Jack: Michael Rother

*Alternate, non-musical vocation:*
Keith: A nice guy
Jack: Bum

*Secret talent:*
Keith: It wouldn’t be a secret if I told you
Jack: Drinking

*Talent you wish you had:*
Keith: Playing pedal steel guitar
Jack: Trust fund

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http://hairentertainment.com/jackrose/husharbors  



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*Thursday March 27 / Donnerstag 27. März:*
*CHARALAMBIDES (US) / DATASHOCK (GER) / TIME LIFE (US) -*
*plus Guests*
*Berlin @ West Germany, Skalitzerstrasse 133, U-Bahn Kottbusser Tor. *
*9 pm
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*CHARALAMBIDES (Tom & Christina Carter) (US)*

Since meeting at a record store in 1991, Houston psych duo Christina and
Tom Carter have put together one of the most sprawling and
uncompromising discographies in the American underground, their meeting
as spontaneous an occurrence as the music they have made. The Carters’
almost twenty-year odyssey through noisy improv, warm country-psych,
woozy drones and dissembled roots music has seen a stream of the kind of
records that can change your chemistry, filling you with soporific
bliss, making you nauseous, the kind that can fly off in any direction,
picking up influences from anywhere and then scattering them again.* *

*http://hairentertainment.com/Charalambides*
http://www.kranky.net/artists/charalambides.html

Label:**

*www.kranky.net <http://www.kranky.net>

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Datashock (Ger)

Datashock sind ein rituelles deutsches "Neo-Hippie-Grusel-Folk
Kollektiv" mit wechselnden Mitgliedern und einem immer wieder sich neu
erweiterndem Musikerkreis. Datashock definieren sich nahezu vollständig
über ihre psychedelischen, multidimensionalen Live-Improvisationen, mit
Wurzeln im Kraut-Rock der 70’er, die sich hemmungslos mit
zeitgenössischer elektronischer Musik und psychotischen
Drone-Landschaften paaren. Das Ergebnis sind gedämpfte, schwindelig wie
schwüle Schwingungen mit vielen komplexen Schichten und Ebenen von
schweren, unmittelbaren Wellen aus elektronischen Klangspielereien und
komischen maskenhaften Lautmalereien. Immer wieder wird dieser seltsam
anmutende Klangteppich von realitätsverschobenen Flüstergestalten und
Stimmeinlagen durchbrochen und neu kreiert. Hier wird jeder Schritt zum
nervösen Abtasten des wabernden, sumpfigen Urwaldbodens.

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*TIME LIFE (US)*

Time Life, comprised of *Vanishing Voice *members *G. Lucas Crane *and
*Heidi Diehl*, boils the psychedelic improvisations of the Vanishing
Voice into more structured space music, using tape manipulation, guitar,
and voice. Wrapping sounds from various sources into a concocted aural
remedy from reality, a psychedelic blanket sheltering you from the
outside world. Heidi lends her voice and dripping dream guitar work to
the powers at hand, juxtaposing heavy bass with light whispers and
shimmering strings with deep murmurs. There?s a lot psychedelic bands
around today, but anything connected to the Vanishing Voice and
especially Time Life are at the forefront of the movement, if anyone is.

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