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Good morning.

How are you?

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I can't decide.  Should I be upset that I won't see S4lem live?  I wanna say it's terrible but that might be just my being upset that I'll miss them by a couple of days.  Stupid travel arrangements.

Berlin needs good venues to see bands.  Most venues have the shittest sound that would never fly in SF.

I really only wanna see Die Antwoord live.  For reals

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I THINK SOME COLLEGE KID MUST HAVE JUST PLAGIARIZED ME

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SOMEONE JUST LANDED ON A REVIEW I DID ON THIS BLOG AFTER LOOKING AT ONE OF THESE ONLINE PLAGIARISM CHECKERS

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DON'T YOU KNOW KID THAT STEALING ONLY GETS YOU EVERYTHING YOU WANT WITHOUT HAVING TO DO ANY WORK

AND DON'T YOU KNOW I KNOW NOTHING

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WHOA.

That's all I could really say after seeing the new Laurent Chetouane piece (Tanzstück # 4) last night.

WHOA.

And maybe, just maybe, there was also the thought: hopefully no one notices me nearly tearing up?

And maybe even: fuck that was beautiful.

I've been a fan of Laurent's work for years, but this, for me, was his best piece yet. There was a sense of clarity and purity and playfulness to this hard-edged inquisitive piece (something that classifies his work in general) and these aspects always seemed to be something which his work always seemed to strive against, as if, he never wanted the beauty to be smeared in shit, the playfulness had to have a razor edge, the purity edging on the blinding light of truth. But this piece, with this amazing ensemble, just flowed and flowed and flowed. Everything felt necessary and thought provoking and yet, strangely, comforting. The use of Proust, the cheap clip art pictures, the speech and the movement (my god the movement!) all complemented each other so perfectly I just, well, I'll just shut up because there's nothing I can say nothing whatsoever that will get you as close to this as you need to be, so go watch it, if you can.

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Dear friends,

Want to annoy your neighbors at 8 AM on a Sunday? Watch this:



The louder the better.

Unfortunately, whenever I go out these days, I end up waking up at 7.30. Does that mean I'm getting old? Watching Godard helps me fall back asleep. Not that it's boring but that it's strangely reassuring. Like some children have blankets, I have weekend. Still think this is one of my favorites. Watched it after I woke up and still loved it. So sloppy.

We're having what's called an indian summer, i think. It was really hot today. I went for a walk at the airport, I mean, the park that used to be the airport. Everyone was flying kites. It was a little piece of 'the good life.'

Listening to the Mike Kelley and Sonic Youth collaboration. It's pretty fun.

Now I'm going to go see the new Laurent Chetouane show. Looking forward to it. So much much

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Reminds me of Nicolas Provost, who I love and have shared here before. I think it's time to go see some galleries in Berlin. Any recommendations of good shows?

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It's the same track, mostly, but I think it's worth just watching a blank screen before watching some juke. The track is that pure. The kids are kinda cute I guess. The whole album is pretty banging.

Would you read a novel that was made up of a bunch of shorts? Like, none of the illusions of a bunch of different stories where everything is wrapped up at the end, more like each scene being a short burst of energy, some form change, mostly prosepoem weirdness? This novel (I call it a novel since a novel should be a wide enough category, though it tends not to be) is weird, I admit it. Every time I try to make it more 'readable' the less I want to read it. The weirder it gets, the more I feel like it is what it has to be. I figure if I keep up with things, I'll finish a draft of the first main chapter ((~15,000 words?) which has tons of subchapters) before I get to Cali. And the whole thing in about 3 years. Daunting, but necessary?

I guess to answer my own question, I think one should want to read something like that and not just out of selfish motives. The history of the novel certainly spawned out of such shorts (check out Tirant Lo Blanc if you don't believe me). The thing we can do that's new, I think, is to make the shorts a little more disjointed, to open up the framework a little, to add more poetry. Even when the framework was opened up in the past it tended to be associated with traditional narrative styles (i.e. 19th century exposition). But maybe I'm missing something? Maybe there's something else I should have read or should be reading?

When is a novel no longer a novel?

This is the thought that has been bothering me lately.

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"THE DIFFERENCE IS SPREADING" - GERTRUDE STEIN

ZETTEL'S TRAUM

I think I'm going to go buy this shit today.  It's a monster and costs 1/2 a month's rent but I don't think I'll miss that money as much as I would be kicking myself if I never read this.  It looks like a fucking monster and for those of you who don't speak German, I'll tell you a little more about the book, the project and Arno Schmidt some time in the future.  So very glad my ex introduced me to him.  He's become a true friend.  If you live in Berlin do you want to make an excursion with me to his home?

WHEN WE'RE IN THIS ROOM: THE VIDEOZZZZZZZ

WHAT I WOULD LIKE TO DO WITH FICTION

is akin to when you're talking to someone beautiful, someone you've never seen before in your life but you know immediately that you would have something to talk about if you ever had the chance and so when you approach this beautiful person, you approach them kindly, meekly at first or maybe even there's another tactic but the important thing is you start talking and things begin wonderfully, you're laughing, they're laughing, things are getting really heady but also very sensual and you sense that this is going somewhere and then something is mentioned, forget who said it first, the important thing is where you take it, you begin talking saying something you believe in followed by something you're not so sure about but sounds beautiful and yes saying it to this beautiful person makes it beautiful and true and by god this better be the way it is and then you're talking and things are getting more and more far fetched and you know it but then you start to wonder how long can this go, can it go longer, let's try and you end feeling slightly dejected but more wonderfully so than if you had just stood in the back of the room and admired them from afar or if you'd had a conversation about why you're living where you're living and for how long and whether or not yes you've been there too, no, you took things to where there were no longer true but all the more so since they could only be done through the agreement and not because a table is always a table, a chair always a chair, an object which can be easily referred to, no they were, if only in that momentary weirdness, something more.

A MIXTAPE FROM YRZ, TRULY

GERMANS ARE WEIRD

"I CAN CATCH A MIDDLE IF I SILENCE THE WINTER OUT" - CHRIS HIGGS

AMERICA IS

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