technicians of space ship earth, this is your captain speaking, your captain is dead!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
refo:mation a night to rejoice and speculate the universe within, being an asberger type myself i found the whole evening worthy, i am well aware how difficult autism can be for those who are close to it's hosts, mmm, delicious vibration from a crowded stage, i sunk into the comfy armchair which i had found near the stage, enjoying the love in the air, soaking up steve's ease and the performance of songs from the very under rated cd, 'The Refo:mation - Pharmakoi: Distance Crunching Honchos With Echo Units.'
so here i am driving out of the city towards the airport at midnight, on my way to the studio where i add some guitars and vocals to a song, val and i take a long walk through the bushland, we come across a lesbian couple, gertrude and alice who are swimming along a river, they are beautiful long necked swans, floating in a dream on a current of zen. we sit on a blue bench and time begins to slow.
later we pass two morten bay fig trees, one in shadow looking ominous and darkly, somewhat from an angela carter short story, the other in sunlight, remarkably vibrant and benevolent, an net from the lord of the rings.
later in the evening i drive home listening to our work, it's coming together but something is missing, it's not there yet, unfinished but close.
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