I unintentionally recorded last night’s radio show, so if you missed it, you can find it here:
1. Thom Yorke - All For The Best
2. Burial feat. Spaceape - Spaceape
3. Tijuana Mon Amour Broadcasting Inc. - Time Now
Listen back to Message To Bears fantastic remix of Lucy’s and my song STILLE on the radio!
Ohhhh I do have a soft spot for any writing about NYC, this one is recent and wonderful and by Zadie Smith for the The New York Review Of Books, have a read: http://www.nybooks.com/articles/archives/2014/oct/23/find-your-beach/
"You don’t come to live here unless the delusion of a reality shaped around your own desires isn’t a strong aspect of your personality" Zadie Smith… remind me of course of Joan Didion "One does not ‘live’ in Xanadu" (from Goodbye to all that)
And I loved these words too, reminding me of writing times in NYC…
"Even if my Manhattan productivity is powered by a sociopathic illusion of my own limitlessness, I’m thankful for it, at least when I am writing. (…) We have always worked off the energy generated by this town (…), among people who believe they have no limits and who push me, by their very proximity, into the same useful delusion, now and then." Zadie Smith
And then this part reminded me of the David Byrne article from EXTACLY TODAY A YEAR AGO (woow just realized that :)) http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2013/oct/07/new-york-1percent-stifles-creative-talent
"It’s not a pretty energy, but it still runs what’s left of the show. (…) There’s no way to be in good faith on this island anymore." Zadie Smith
And then to round it up, here’s a classic.. I love this paragraph from the Great Gatsby:
"At the enchanted metropolitan twilight I felt a haunting loneliness sometimes, and felt it in others—poor young clerks who loitered in front of windows waiting until it was time for a solitary restaurant dinner—young clerks in the dusk, wasting the most poignant moments of night and life. Again at eight o’clock, when the dark lanes of the Forties were five deep with throbbing taxi cabs, bound to the theater district, I felt a sinking in my heart. Forms leaned together in the taxis as they waited, and voices sang, and there was laughter from unheard jokes, and lighted cigarettes outlined unintelligible gestures inside. Imagining that I, too, was hurrying toward gayety and sharing their intimate excitement, I wished them well."
The lake (once the fourth largest in the world) has been shrinking since the 1960’s, when the Soviet Union diverted two rivers to provide irrigation for farms. This year a drop in rain and snow levels lowered the water level even more.
This is another book on the reading list, only in german unfortunately. But very close to this topic in the last chapter of the ( Finally finished it! Took so long due to untransportable format :D ) David Byrne Book “How Music Works”, quote by Sir Ken Robinson :
”(…) The current systems of public education were never designed to develop everyone’s talents. They were intended to promote certain types of ability in the interests of the industrial economies they served.”
This is a culture war. The right side is winning, at great cost. At great personal costs to people like Anita Sarkeesian, Leigh Alexander, Zoe Quinn and even Jennifer Lawrence, and countless others who are on the frontlines of creating new worlds for women, for girls, for everyone who believes that stories matter and there are too many still untold. We are winning. We are winning because we are more resourceful, more compassionate, more culturally aware. We’re winning because we know what it’s like to fight through adversity, through shame and pain and constant reminders of our own worthlessness, and come up punching. We know we’re winning because the terrified rage of a million mouthbreathing manchild misogynists is thick as nerve gas in the air right now.
Us Social Justice Warriors – this is me, stealing that word in order to use it against my enemies- are winning the culture war by tearing up the rulebook, and there’s nothing the sad, mad little boys who hate women and queers and people of colour can do about it. Nothing, at least, that doesn’t sabotage their strategy, because they can win their game from day to day, but they’re losing the war. They can punish me for writing this, and I’m sure they will, but that will only prove my point. I’m not afraid anymore.
Every time they make an example of one of us, ten more stand up in outrage to hold her up or take her place.
We are stronger, smarter and more numerous than anyone imagined, and we are not to be fucked with."
Listen/purchase: Ocean State by Tara Rodgers