What happens next
Jan 31, 2009, 7:54pm
Eggs for Becky
Eggs for Becky
Sometimes, it seems like the ambient noise around us reduces reality (reality, as in, cars driving down the street, cashiers scanning groceries, dogs barking) to pixels, beats and sensations. The crowded conditions of modern life abstracts anything imbued with meaning. Meaning (i.e. that which transmits value of some kind to the object) is diffused into style. At that point, what are we left with? Coolness. Hotness. Sexuality, I suppose. Sex can survive, as can hunger. The body reigns. Today, I discovered Loney, Dear's "I Got Lost" and listened to it 10 times, still wanting more. It recalls [...]
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