Friday, May 1, 2009

And Then There's Destruction

We slowly grow in our shells, picking up nutrients from the air, arranging neatly built conspiracies here and there, hoping it will all end soon. Then the destruction comes and it is not pretty: blinding light showers us all in one big fell swoop, and there's nothing... except for the Big Hum.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

A Nagging Feeling

But sometimes I wonder which I prefer more: the certainty of an empty city on the brink of disintegration, or the streets full of colorful people all twisted to the tune of insecurity. It feels like a clear choice. You wake up in the morning, take a shower, finish your daily duties and responsibilities, and then meet your friends to relax with any of a list of mindless activities. Granted enough money and love, one should feel happy, but happiness is fleeting, and besides, money and love do not come easily. A lot of blood and guts for something you are much more likely to lose than keep. Moreover, there is this nagging feeling that once that buzzing sound strengthens, things develop in a different direction where one becomes nothing more than a static figurine on someone else’s chessboard. And then, of course, there is this thing about people turning into rocks…

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

A Brief Episode

Allen wakes up with photos spread across his desk. Is he still dreaming? A few deep breaths, “Probably no.” So, he stands up, stretches himself and looks in the mirror, which for a second swoons like the surface of a deep lake. “How long have I been out?” he asks himself, and then remembers – time has no importance. He quickly brushes his teeth and slaps cologne on his curly skin. Then, he grabs the photos – shots of a circus crime scene and an item found: a goat’s tongue – and leaves the apartment.

Wake Up Call

Weirdness ensues as the days collapse over each other. Corner shop sirens run a gutted buzz, waking up all rock people. What at first seems like annoyance, a doorbell that rings stubbornly at seven in the morning, becomes a life-changer, the reason to cough up the settled dust and start breathing again, the signal that transforms rock into flesh and bones. The clocks reset, street life slowly crawls towards normalcy. Ivan and Ivana, Alexander and Alexandra, beautiful as always, move about towards shops that are suddenly open, to buy groceries, make-up, newspapers, whatever, and the shop-keepers eyes wide open continue with their business as usual. Everybody ignores a certain bitter after taste of something being lost. The “What just happened?” moment happened a long time ago. This is everyday stuff now. The anchorman simply announces, “The day just started, and it is uncertain just when it will end.”

Sunday, August 24, 2008

A Question

A slip-slippery hoodlum races through the streets as stone walls evaporate behind him. Holding in his hand he keeps a goat horn that must never ever fall into the hands of them bastards, the watch-a-call-it freak show men…

…and as the Eye of Equal Opportunity sweeps the sky, the Iris shoves focus into its pores, that goat horn comes into clear view, and a deep raspy voice asks a question that echoes through the eternal corridors of Melancholia, “But where did it come from?”

The Blue Orchid

Paper chess figurines float through the air over some dry bushes, burnt coal matches, rusty hacksaws and torn circus posters. From the railings, the smiling face of a Cyclops declares that the random viewer, whoever he might be, is in fact, Melancholia itself. An olive-colored rock stares at the poster, a guilty blue orchid stretching into a smile from one of its cracks. The special tactics unit slowly approaches the orchid, blazing guns choking their hands, and with due diligence reaches for the tender flower. Then, the wind wavers, the orchid shakes and the special tactics unit goes pale, then drops dead to the ground. As the evening approaches, the orchid grows ever more beautiful.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Melancholia Micromix

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  1. Skinny Puppy – Splasher
  2. Liars – Sailing to Byzantium
  3. Burzum – Rundgang um die transzendentale Saule der Singularitat
  4. Tangerine Dream – Sequent C
  5. Portishead – Threads
  6. Sunn O))) + Boris – Akuma No Kuma
  7. Neurosis – A Sun That Never Sets
  8. Radiohead – Melatonin
  9. Deerhunter – Twighlight at Carbon Lake