Film your little sister with some dirt on her face Read a Maya Deren book and shoot a staircase Gather urgent footage for the introduction Mess around with framing during post-production
Life with a tripod in Manchester beckoned Panning the high street at twelve frames a second Film a cloud on Super-8 Thread it through and check the gate
As data fills a perspex spool My sequences will outsell Tool So load me in and let me reign 'Cause I was born to entertain
Nothing happens when you die You don't leave your body or fly off into the sky The deities you count on were just made up by some guy
Nothing happens when I cry Reminds me of the time I called you up to say goodbye A pint of chicken soup comes falling from my eye
It's a winsome isolation I declare Your engineering knocks me out of my chair If mechanicals observed are what we are Then number our days and point me to the car
Nothing happens by degrees Your furtive semaphore is hidden by the trees My predecessor always said you were a tease
Nothing happens every year I scare a few more people off by saying 'dear' What is it about my companionship you fear?
Every sentimental minute in your hands Fills your Januaries with my plans This is why we leave our ancestors alone So number our days and lead me to the stone
As the village gives me up for dead I hide in a neighbour's bed Then under the door glides a river of glossy red A fruit in a fractured skin A slit in the peel and the juices come tumbling through The boat was too crowded so I had a word with the crew
I can't get my head around spread betting I'd rather use the Cher setting The world's financial markets hold no interest for me That man from the string quartet Is wearing the thing that he won in a drunken bet Your friend's trying to call you It looks like he might be upset
Intricate patterns of light dictate the tone Downed by a wink from a sylph I've never known I'm so alone
The cutting-room men from the studio got their wish The clunk of a cauldron on flagstone, the slippery dish My seventy-eights in the move were all smashed apart The legs in the megaphone pulse to the beat of my heart
Did you ever see The Holy Mountain On Ice? Thirty tons of frogs and blood cascading like dice The decoration painting Was inhibited by fainting And the clean-up operation wasn't nice
So you did some work for me and you didn't get paid? Think of all the songs you sang and the love that you made While Mr. Mendes kisses Kate I, in my kitchen, break a plate And sweep it up and dream of getting laid
I don't know if you got my letter But everyone thinks you're great If you come home it will be much better And I will be your mate until we die
If you try to do the cube and it doesn't work out Don't peel the stickers off or move the pieces about Just send it in to this address My underlings will do the rest Unless you fill the envelope with doubt
As a child I used to be obsessed with Pale Saints In a shop of art supplies among the sale paints I thought this girl was Meriel And I asked if she'd sing at my burial "That isn't me," she said with some restraint
I don't know if you got my letter It should have arrived by now When you come home it will be much better I'm longing to show you how until we die
I love my Nord Lead Three I know she'll never cheat on me Her walnut stick is good to feel I like to turn her sandstone wheel She always wears her bright red dress What's underneath I can but guess How about some hide-and-seek? L'amour de nou c'est platonique
One summer in a panelled room I plugged her into someone's loom The majesty that did occur Made pussycats and doggies purr someone in the dinner queue Had heard WMFU He noticed all her subtle tricks Despite their lowness in the mix
Her presets take me through the night With spiky LFO delight She supercedes the One and Two I'd like to supercede her blue Advanced subtractive synthesis Is Heart FM's antithesis Her family name is Clavia Les sons qu'elle fait sont merveilleux
Spitting blood in a sink in a German hotel bathroom A wet clot of red gum juice, souvenir of wisdom's ration Rinsing face, drying hair, humming "Oh Engineer" by the brothers Larcombe Thinking of the bands I never got a chance to spend my cash on Che and his Caballero chucked it in when I said I liked them Now I'll never catch them in a smoky room on Highbury Corner I shall weep for them another day because I'm at the fulcrum Of the Voodoo graveyard see-saw and I'm not the only mourner
What do we do when our friends split up? Five little sevens then belly up There's no more ash, no more soda pop Why did those five have to make it stop?
At least we have Storm And Stress to show for the DC Implosion Mushrooms grown on an upstairs Smalley wall Are chopped down and moved away from Five icemen melt without hint of a reforming notion And the clan I saw perform the most give a bow and leave my kingdom Talented friends and 25 eclipse the work of certain strummers Steel-string chords and a railway or a globe, or Mr. Bickle's nonsense Who can rescue us from the Embrace of these Monsoonless summers? Don't rely on magic, friends because in rock there are no constants
What do we do when our friends split up? Is there no way they can make it up? If you bump into my penta friends Be sure to ask if they meant to end
I isolate amino acids sometimes I bottle them and sell them when the sun shines Cold sores erupt if you don't keep lysine levels healthy A tingle on your lip, should come and see me
Many foods are rich in arginine Concentrate on the ones with more lysine Highest levels of all in margarine
My attitude of sorrow for the dead man Was hidden by my interest in his great plan His dying 4/4 gasp withdrew his wait from the game Now listening posts in Fnac will carry my name
An obiturary by Mr. Toop Now he's gone there's one less laptop loop With your help this time 'round I might recoup
IDM(Intelligent Dance Music)은 크라프트베르크 이래로 발전해온 전자음악의 갈래 중에서도 해체주의가 중심적 화두로 떠오른 이후, 가장 많은 부분에서 포스트모더니즘의 진보적 가치관과 조우하며 일렉트로니카 씬의 예술적 최전선에 서 있는 음악이다. IDM은 세기말을 지나오면서 이미 차트를 점령한 트랜스의 방법론과는 거리를 두는 대신 관념적이고 추상적인 사운드의 조직화에 몰두해왔으며 현대 클래식과 프리 재즈 같은 '아방가르드한' 계열의 음악들의 일부를 점차적으로 공유하기도 하면서 확연한 변별지점을 드러내는 진화과정을 거쳐왔다. IDM은 추상성과 초현실성이라는 전위(avant-garde)예술의 요소를 절충한 태생적 특성 때문에 이미 오래 전부터 기존 트랜스를 향해 가치관과 개념에 있어서 냉소적이고...