A kind of a "dangerous supplement", marked, scarred on a body, post-orgasmically, always, already in anticipation of (a) crisis OR for a desert avec 'agape'. Mindb(l)ogg(l)ing Noise. "Avalanche, would you share my last pursuit?" (Baudelaire)

Tuesday, February 02, 2010

Stephen Vitiello - WTC Recordings, 1999






1 comment:

alexandra said...

The windblast sent people to the ground. A thunderhead of smoke and ash came moving toward them. The light drained, bright day gone. They ran and fell and tried to get up, men with toweled heads, a woman blinded by debris, a woman calling someone's name. The only light was vestigial now, the light of what comes after, carried in the residue of smashed matter, in the ash ruins of what was various and human, hovering in the air above.

-DeLillo, Falling Man, 2007

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