In the last throes of winter wind,
I am hunkered down at home,
reminding myself that making mashups
is also a form of storytelling.

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M.I.A./Hombre
Moderat/Ethereal (More Ethereal)
Missing in Another (M.i.A.) Ethe/real Expanse (DJ dp mashup)

 

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The Psychedelic Waltons feat. Róisín Murphy – Wonderland +
Matthew Herbert – See You on Monday (Linkwood Remix) =
See You on Monday (…In Wonderland) Mashup

[I don’t own the copyright to either song, but I’m hoping the copyleft will smile on the homage.]

Happy Gregorian!

Bette Midler – From A Distance (Cool Yule/Christmas Version) +
Francis Harris – Pharaoh In the Morning (black light smoke (Over The Pyramid Mix)) =
DJ Special Flower – Pharaoh, From a Distance (Holy Daze Mashed Potato Better with Butter Melted Midler Mix)

[I don’t own the copyright to either song, but I’m hoping the copyleft will smile on the homage.]

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A major part of the preparations for Róisearch – the ekstatic dance party that the amazing Róisearch Kollucktíf in Toronto held on 9 July in awe and honour of Ms. Róisín Murphy – was spending time deep in Moloko’s back catalogue and with Ms. Murphy’s singles and collaborations. Her. Lyrical. Power. It got me thinking-feeling about what it might have been to grow up on the dance floors of Mad-chester, about my own accidental relationship with Moloko, about how dancefloors can save you, make you queer, about everything that hangs between creativity and loss.

And then, the day before the party, I listened to the new album and received the gift of “Thoughts Wasted.” Dystopian emotional artchitextures. Navigating the tube. It turned my ear toward the quiet conversations that traffic between mundanity and conceptual efflorescence.

Everywhere I go I see construction. Re-construction. Orange vests. Caution. Be careful. Work is happening here. There is still work to be done. It’s incessant. It’s essential. And to think that any intimacy, any artistry is still possible amid all the dust…out of the din and the gloom.

Eccolà. Per te.

Róisín Murphy’s Masterful fourth solo album, Take Her Up To Monto, is out now.

Thoughts Wasted (Róisín Murphy) + Next Dimension Beauty (808 State) = Wasted Beauty

[I don’t own the copyrights, but I’m hoping the copyleft will smile on the homage.]

“It is equally vain,” she thought, “for you to think you can protect me, or for me to think I can worship you. The light of truth beats upon us without shadow, and the light of truth is damnably unbecoming to us both.”

Virginia Woolf, Orlando

I can’t stop reading the news. I can’t stop reading the news.
It travels, I travel from my optic nerve, through unmoving vocal chords,
past the lump, gut deep.
Can’t stop reading the news and.
It wants to travel back out as vomit and rage.

Hillary tweets in Spanish.
Trump tweets in grunts.
I watch Father Obama while
I make a salad.
The wind is raging.

Think of his affect after Sandy Hook.
(I don’t want to think about it.)
(I can’t stop thinking about it.)

I know what’s coming, as a U.S.–Ameri-kan:

As Americans…
Brutal murder…
Massacre…
Pray for families…
Attack…
We know enough to say that this was an act of terror and an act of hate…
FBI…
All the facts…

No definitive judgment on the precise motivations of the killer…
As an act of terror…
What, if any…

Filled with hatred…
We will go wherever the facts lead us…
This could have been any one of our communities…

As a country…
Carnage…
Law enforcement…

Sacrifice, courage…

Especially heartbreaking for all of our friends, our fellow Americans who are

lesbian.
gay.
bisexual.
or transgender…

A nightclub…
Be with friends, to dance, to sing, to live…
More than a nightclub…
Solidarity, empowerment, awareness, civil rights…

Sobering reminder…

Attacks on any American…
regardless…
an attack on all of us…

Dignity, equality…

Country…
Hate…
Terror…
Values…

The most deadly shooting in American history…
Handgun…
Assault rifle…

Further reminder…

Weapon:
School, house of worship, movie theater, nightclub…

We have to decide…
To do nothing is a decision…

Victims…
Names…
Faces…

Who they were…
Joy to families, friends…

Difference to this world…
Prayer…
Prayer for family…
God…

Strength…
Bear the un-bearable…
Strength…
Strength and courage to change…

As a country…
Heroic, selfless…

Friends who helped friends…
Hate violence…
Love…

United as Americans, protect our people, defend our nation, take action against threats…
God…
Families…
God…
This country.

God, this country.

This fucked up
family.
Attack!

Living in ellipses:
“No definitive judgment…”

Living for ellipses:
“This could have been any one of our communities…”

Thinking of ellipses:
The only way to slow down,
what is said too fast,
what is said is not enough,
Also all wrong, too much.
Can’t speak out every meaning.

Thinking with ellipses:
Going in circles.
On a Sunday.

How is it supposed to make you feel?
Don’t care
How you feel.

Can you feel any other way than wrong?
Don’t care
How you feel.

What are you supposed to do?
Just you wait.

[For Lauren Berlant, “to live elliptically” is to ask a question rather than formulate an answer; a “shrug” is a rhetorical response to a non-rhetorical question of the body – an embodied letting go of future promises in favor of life in the durative present. Revisiting a conceptual grammar drawn from psychoanalysis, Berlant is using “dissociation” to understand it not as a symptom of an underlying abnormality but as a practice of attaching to life. Berlant is dialing back the multiple intersections of subjectivities and pondering what doesn’t add up in social worlds. She is thinking about the content of “being proximate” but not “in community.”

In “Culture@Large,” the Society for Cultural Anthropology’s signature event at the 2012 AAA meetings,  Berlant and her interlocutors thought through the sensorium which overcomes “affective stuckness” but does not jump immediately (as is our social science instinct) to discursive symbolization. For these scholars, this is work that is trained at scenes of social abandonment and lostness, the precariousness of life at large. Drawing from Claudia Rankine’s poem Don’t Let Me Be Lonely and the film based on Christopher Isherwood’s novel A Single Man, Berlant spoke of the way that quick and slow death by racism and homophobia inspires a sociality of not caring, of deciding to be stubborn.
––from http://production.culanth.org/fieldsights/32-walking-around-in-lauren-berlant-s-elliptical-life]

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Michele Lancione‘s (aka l’editore più generoso e simpatico––non da dire intelligentissimo––nel mondo, o almeno quelle parte che so io del mondo!) first book/edited volume, Rethinking Life at the Margins, is out today! Like all hardcover academic books, it’s euphemistic to call it ‪#‎notcheap‬, but you can get your libraries to order it! And/or use the discount code -50% with ‘ASHGATE230’

I’m beyond proud to have written the final chapter of the book, “Between the Fool and the World” and to have it sit among such excellent and varied contributions to the book! For my part, I get biographical on Deleuze+Guattari and question what it means to “claim a margin” in the university, a questioning journey that began years ago and that is inspired by and grounded in so much of the radical work that has learned and taught me well in FES, especially Ace Yorku Equity Seminars. Of course, it’s all framed by doing tarot…critical-spiritual survival practice for marginal life/living, which, as usual, cuts right to the core.

#SpoilerAlert (from the conclusion to my chapter):

Agencement [assemblage] seeks to enable the elaboration of difference en route to contextual understandings of the institutionalizations of power and the potential for unmasking and unsettling the oppression of marginal bodies, groups, and practices. It has been my argument that, if  agencement [assemblage] is to be a critical, even liberating, concept-practice, then we must skeptically attend to the particularities of the very institutions that profess commitments to diversity and difference, including through the elaboration of ideas of assemblage and through the gesture of assembling life at the margins. As Sara Ahmed (2012 [On Being Included: Racism and Diversity in Institutional Life]) reveals, although many universities are increasingly managing to ‘make room’ for ‘diverse’ bodies through commitments to inclusion, such principled policies often, and necessarily, fail precisely on their own terms.

 

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