Zaczac A

Joyce, He writes eternity in a day, I try and write multitudes in a sandgrain.

I’d launch this in these terrifying and spectacular times, are my epistemological ramshackle car-crash writings- atoning for robo-pplications to PR and admin that are just evasions of fini. Just tired of watery compromise. Working for a tv-station for a year, I was so vanilla- hardly a program idea for fear of complicating my golden incarceration with ‘hegemony’- the smooth passage to experience; fear of betraying ‘inefficiency’. It took time to realize you should make sweet merry with each scarred open nerve and celebrate each fuck-up-in a mystical sense so long as it opens to constructive experience and not tempts to dull the senses. I am ill-use, I was- and hope still be- the positive folly of Batailles poetic philosophy- positive wastage-misspent time; anti-utilitarianism- daydreamer.

I like theatre full of blood, guilt incest and savage puns- hence the Jacobeans before the theatre of absurd. 19^th Century British Lit is not ‘my thing’ but Our Mutual Friend= Eliot-ean ‘is this the promised end’ wonderness. Hopkins’s inscape tough dissolving fleshness defines the divine, and neology. I also go in-- literary-illy and pseudo-critically-- for Bret Easton Ellis and his taciturn psychopathic morality plays of the ‘raund circle of dark delights- I namecheck like a whore, vacant and pleading as Bateman’s myopic pathology portraits of Manhattan. I love Manhattan gargoyles and upper-side cocktail ennui.

Art rock…Sonic Youth, Pulp, Blur, Joy Division, Radiohead, Wire, Interpol(?), Walkmen, MBV dream-pop violence, Magnetic Fields

Met/Hardcore…Slint, Fugazi, Poison the Well, Converge, DES, Deftones, Cool Kids of Death, GirlsagainstBoys, Isis, Cave-in, Will Haven, Alcwst.

Electronica…Massive Attack, Portishead, Ladytron

Slowcore- Mazzy Star, Red House Painters, Cocteau Twins, Sunny Day in Glasgow

Plus many transient modern bands.

I have a band somewhere between the page and the first white-noise note named Persephone— bookish post-isis dissonant sludge-core slow-riffs, Sonic Youth spliced with Walkmen, Hope Sandoval co-vocals and p psychedelic jazz mellotron and moog soundtrack backdrops, with Space- Hannett style inbetween. Recruiting

The rest and reasoning will emerge in this blog-journey down the styx.

There will be musings, reviews, interviews (I can still write a convincing letter request to keep up with the kids), links to the work. To start off, are some tonal poems of the Crystallised Moment, my journalism personae, and some short story-play. I’m also laying out some script extracts with synopsis for edification and more.

And music gratis because- indulge me, i indulge you. Call it Myskhin syndrome.