How many me?

février 1, 2015 § Poster un commentaire

He goes out to the street. He’s alone, moving slow, with no energy, it’s night time, raining.

At a red light, he crosses ways with a couple holding hands. The guy wears a hood… it’s dark and raining, and he doesn’t really see/recognise his face. But the guy is loud and laughing, making big confident gestures, apparently explaining something to his girlfriend. He reminds him of someone…

Later that night, he’s in the metro. At one station that has one exit per direction, he sees another guy putting a kippah on his head, going down the stairs of the station with a bike in his hands. The jewish guy seems almost autistic, very focused and introverted but gets mixed up in the directions and crosses the train lines to get to the other platform. Funny image of a crazy guy « crossing the lines » of the train with a bike on his shoulder… Again, it reminds him of someone but he can’t put a name on it.

He goes on to go to pick his girlfriend up. They walk hand in hand, both at the same pace, in-sync… another rythm starts to grow from their steps… frequency shift… it’s raining and he puts his hood on. At a red light, he starts telling her about the jewish guy in the metro, imitating him and laughing (indistinct laughs and Bass-saturated chat), they laugh hard and cross together at the red light.

Later on, he takes his bike and goes to the synagogue… going down the street on his bike, going fast and drawing large zigzags… frequency shift… He punctures a tyre and decides to take the metro. He takes his bike on his shoulder and goes down in the station. On the platform, he gets mixed up in the directions and decides to cross the lines.

That’s when he realises!

/* same idea but at the scale of a lifetime… the same guy bumps into himself at different times/stages of his life without knowing it… Only at the end he realises we’re one. */

The Glue Cities / The Womb

octobre 22, 2014 § Poster un commentaire

– You heard this?

– No! What? and here is all the gears he used for this album… for each tracks! 12… just like the number of tracks!

– « Mathematics! » he thought!

{ Seen from space, the earth looked like a small sun, floating, full of bubbles exploding everywhere on « her » surface. Taking a closer look at the planet, this giant bubbles were all located in or very near major megalopolis.

It all started in the fall of 2014 in Sao Paulo, during the great drought ( 21 000 000 inhabitants and only 3.5% of water reserve.

Instead of the usual morning dew, people started to notice a kind of glue coming out of the ground. Not solid, not entirely liquid, a very thick and sticky, highly polluted glue started to get out of the ground in some areas of the city.

At first, people thought it was a man-made disaster as it started in the poorest neighbourhoods, the favelas. Soon, it started to grow out of control and proportion. In a few weeks, some of the poorest areas of the city started to turn into giant jelly bubbles, some several kilometers wide and high. The glue, unknown to everybody, even scientists, was highly toxic to anyone that would swallow it. But these giant bubbles were really dangerous, above all because when they exploded, it was like a bomb that left nothing behind.

The army started to evacuate the neighbourhoods that were all considered « hazard zones ». Nobody would risk their lives going there so they became « No Man’s lands ». But soon, they became refuges for criminals, outlaws and rebels, guerrilleros fighting against the system. In just a few months, these forsaken places became the center of all the « antisystem » subcultures. Gangs, anarchists, guerrilleros… they all settled there as these bubbles were worlds with clear borders but without any rules or controls, and right in the center of the city.

People going to these « bubbles of resistance » wore gas masks and special Dune-like outfits, in order to breath and live in the glue. Moving slowly inside the glue, people started to go to giant rave parties that were organized in what people started to call « The Womb ». Because of the deep sound, everything in those parties vibrated like jelly, the music in « the womb » was very slow, Trap-like, so that people could dance to it.

We’ll follow the adventures of a group of musicians living and performing between the 2 worlds. }

He woke up on the chair, took the joint and lit it up with a lighter promoting « trouble with drugs? call « =·$%)=·$(« .

– « Lonely people », he thought!

« The rat as unity of currency »

septembre 15, 2014 § Poster un commentaire

« The rat as unity of currency »

The phrase comes from the movie « Cosmopolis » (2012) directed by David Cronenberg.

Or you could say: « If we would realize that our probability of having cockroaches is exponential to our shits! … well misery, there’s even more! »

The system is on its head but we still want to blind ourselves! If only we could realize that there is a global average of one rat per person in cities! ;p

… Don’t shit where you eat!
… Don’t fuck where you live!

Facebook VS Wikipedia (audiences)

avril 29, 2014 § Poster un commentaire

According to Wikipedia data, Facebook has 1 028 000 000 of users in the world… And Wikipedia has only, according to the mail you get after giving to the Wikimedia Foundation, 500 000 000 READERS!!!??? What The Fuck!? Facebook has more than the double of users than Wikipedia have readers… very disturbing!

Alt-J (∆)

décembre 22, 2013 § Poster un commentaire

C’est marrant de voir commeent ce groupe de «  »Rock alternatif » » de Leeds, Prix Mercury 2012 et qui marquera certainement une generation de musiciens anglais, s’inspire largement des harmonies d’église.

Dans une société secularisée, ou l’argent ne peut malgré tout pas remplacé le manque de spiritualité… Ca vient renforcer la théorie de « moins de religion = plus de musique »… la seule et unique vraie!

Revoir l’interview de Niles Rodgers, un des mecs à l’origine de l’esthetique electronique, qui décrit au moment du Freak comment bien des gens lui reprochent sa « disco amateur » et lui de repondre: « Il y a tellement de groupe maintenant sur les radios commerciales que nous, on est obligé de t’attraper l’oreille à la premiere ecoute… avec une melodie accrocheuse, le funk le plus groovy, donc forcement c’est plus repetitif… »

La ola

décembre 14, 2013 § Poster un commentaire

Un concierto vu d’en haut… las olas, las ondas se perceben a través de las luces del club. La onda mayor de los bailes causada por los musicos… del escenario en wifi hacia la audiencia…

Un concierto de hip-hop, con este costumbre tradicional de crowd bouncing to the beat… olas, ondas!

Otra onda pequeña en un rincon de la onda (wifi) principal…

Las ondas vibran cada vez mas…

Una historia de un soltero cinico (que se acuerda de su impresion de la noche [inceptionstyle])… noche más perfecta… llena de envidia y reconocimiento!!

Otra historia de una pareja que projette ondas de pareja, hence más fuertes, más lejanas, y otra de 2 adolescentes que se estan empezando a conocer/amar… ondas/frecuencias slightly out of phase but quasi… more than the rest…

Estas 3 historias pasaran el día que tendremos que votar para tener microchips o no…

se acaba en la calle con la vibraciones magnoelectricas de cada uno yendo para fuera y un campo individual, único en la calle, invisible, yendo para dentro… el nuevo hombre invisible!

P.S: Old structural racism VS new structural capitalism… HAHAHAH!!

P.s: Mandela very good … Mandela whatever!

P.P.S: »Cocacola! La onda que se llama vida! ah tchitcha »… une mise en abyme des signes de la culture mediatique le long des epoques jusau’à finir sur les emeutes « mise en boites coca-cola »!

Doing what you like is freedom… Liking what you do is happiness!

décembre 7, 2013 § Poster un commentaire

Several years ago, as i was working like a dog in London, my then girlfiriend gave me this book « The power of now »  by Eckhart Tolle. I wouldn’t go as far as saying that this book changed my life but it certainly made a strong impression on me.

I must say that previous readings had already put me on the path. Books like Hesse’s Siddartha and Sartre’s existentialism had already planted a seed.

But my situation then and the reading of this book triggered a more practical reaction. Here i was, spending my days working senselessly, hoping to make a situation for myself, when the book was pointing at the exact opposite direction: living the moment. I started to question this constant « big city hustle » we all know too well and decided to start « to let it go ». I shifted my focus from « becoming somebody » to taking time to get involved in things that truly meant something to me: playing music, NGOs or creative coding and just generally creating more. This shift from « producing » to « creating » has had a deep effect on me.

I realized I could do things not out of necessity, but rather because i really wanted to. That’s when i started to feel the real sense of « freedom » Sartre was talking about. Instead of crafting a perfect image of myself, i started to let my ego go towards a more « genuine » self.

And here I am now, struggling in this maze maybe, but not « hustling » anymore. And though this might seem flawless common sense on paper, it’s not an easy thing to do everyday… As the saying goes: « It’s simple to be happy… But being simple is more tricky! »

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