To honor the final year of my thirties as well as the recent publication of my constraint-based Faulkner-inspired memoir, AS I STAND LIVING, which chronicles the year I became a father, I’m going to document my various sources of media input each week: art, literature, music, movies, television, and so on. New updates every Monday until I turn forty (March 19, 2018).
I’m sorry but Chris Randle’s review of Matmos’s Ultimate Care II for Pitchfork completely misses the mark. Ultimate Care II exemplifies the intersection of abstract sound art and narrative. Think performance art meets theater meets musique concrete meets electronica meets audio-narrative-abstraction. It’s a journey. It begins and ends and in between it tells a story. The journey of this album begins on a boat in the ocean rowing to the shore of an island. We land and disembark. The rest of the album presents our experiences and encounters with lifeforms on this island. Some alien, some robotic, alien encounters. Many alien encounters. At one point we’re on an escalator riding up a corridor walled in screens with digital images attempting to reproduce the experience of the outdoors with birds and green hills and an ocean in the distance, almost the view when you’re coming over the Santa Monica Mountains on Kanan Road out in Calabasas into Malibu. Up, up, up. Until we reach the middle floor and step off. Here we enter into a dance and then the next thing you know we’re walking into a room with a drum circle and some shooting pains. The giant drums mashed with crunching buzzer. Electronic whispers. A forest.
Cried twice while watching Dancing with the Stars. Both times because of the fatherhood narratives. First when David Ross danced, and then when Rashad Jennings danced. Well deserved 10s for Jennings.
Tribulation 99: Alien Anomalies Under America (1992) by Craig Baldwin
The John Keene Syllabus: “‘Temples for the Future’: 20th and 21st Century Black Literary Avant-Gardes.”
Zinzi Clemmons essay ‘Where is our Black Avant-garde?”
“Meaning, Unmeaning & the Poetics of L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E” by Suman Chakroborty
“Discourse On The Logic Of Language” By M. NourbeSe Philip
Andrea Rexilius, poems for drag queens: Jinx!
Lakers win against Pelicans, lose against Warriors. At least this brutal season is finally over. Fingers crossed for that lottery pick this summer. Fingers crossed for some good trades, too.
Marcus Bunyan’s breakdown of the current Cy Twombly show at The Centre Pompidou, Paris, goes all out.
James Kalm’s walk-through of the current “Post Analog Painting II” art show at THE HOLE in NYC (4-9-17)
On the newest episode of Drag Race, Charlie Hides decided to give up. If he wore something else, maybe he could’ve pulled off some type of Blue Velvet Dorothy Vallens thing standing there without moving, but instead it came across as giving up. Not a cute look. Especially with his excuse being, “I don’t lip sync, I’m a singer.” Bro, you knew you were gonna have to lip sync, it’s part of the show! It’s like when queens get on there and say, “I can’t sew.” You knew you were gonna be on the show, learn to freaking sew! Charlie, learn to freaking lip sync! How hard is it? Fifteen minutes on YouTube and you can figure out how to do either of those two things.
Watched the Minions movie, The Wizard of Oz, and part of The Tale of Despereaux.