"THE LAST WORDS OF HASSAN SABBAH"
Oiga amigos! Oiga amigos! Paco! Enrique! Last words of Hassan Sabbah, The Old Man of the Mountain! Listen to my last words, anywhere! Listen all you boards, governments, syndicates, nations of the world, And you, powers behind what filth deals consummated in what lavatories, To take what is not yours, To sell out your sons forever! To sell the ground from unborn feet forever? For Eve-R Listen to my last words, any world! Listen if you value the bodies for which you would sell all souls forever! I bear no sick words junk words love words forgive words from Jesus I have not come to explain or tidy up What am I doing over here with the workers, the gooks, the apes, the dogs, the errand boys, the human animals? Why don't I come over with the board, and drink Coca-Cola and make it? "Now for God's sake, don’t let that Coca-Cola thing out!" Thing is right, Mr Whoever is responsible for that Who-Done-It! Explain how the blood, and bones, and brains of a hundred million more or less gooks went down the drain in green piss! So you on the boards could use bodies, and minds, and souls that were not yours, are not yours, and never will be yours. You want Hassan Sabbah to explain that? To tidy that up? You have the wrong name and the wrong number! Mr. Luce Getty Lee Rockefeller "Don't let them see us, don't tell them what we are doing!" Are these the words of the all powerful boards and syndicates of the Earth? "Don't let them see us, don't tell them what we are doing! Not the cancer deal with the Venusians, not the green deal! Don't let that out! Disaster, unevaluable disaster! Don't show them that, these things take time and that's my business." As usual, Mr Luce! Short time to go. Minutes to go! Blue heavy metal people. "Don't let that out! Don't show them the blues!" Are these the words of the all powerful boards and syndicates of the Earth? "And don't whatever you do let them see us." Crab men! Tape worms! Intestinal parasites! Squeezing the air and shitting it out, and eat it again, forever! "Don't let them see us! Don't tell them what we are doing! Don't let us pay!" Are these the words of the all powerful boards, syndicates, cartels of the Earth? The great banking families of the world? French, English, American? Like Burroughs, that proud American name? Proud of what exactly? Would you all like to see exactly what Mr Burroughs has to be proud of? The Mayan Caper, the Centipede Hype, The Short Time Racket, the Heavy Metal Gimmick? All right, Mr Burroughs, who bears my name and my words, bear it all the way For all to see, in Times Square, in Piccadilly, Play it all, play it all, play it all back! Pay it all, pay it all, pay it all back! Listen: The word comes before English American German French, and pain and live are arsenic for all How the bones went - use never you have light All of you, all all all, green people crab people blue heavy metal people, compliments of Mr Burroughs for the Heavy Metal Gimmick ”Don’t let them see us, don’t tell them what we are doing! Premature, premature, reconversion, reconversion blues." Shall I show them the blues? "No! No! No! Premature! Premature! Premature!" Are these the words of the all powerful boards and syndicates of the Earth? I say to all: these words are not premature, these words may be too late. Minutes to go. Minutes to go. Minutes to goo. Minutes to green goo. What I have to say is everywhere now Rub out the word Jew and you rub out the word Hitler The answer comes before the question My words are for all - for all, I repeat for all! No one is excluded! Free to all who pay, free to all who paying pay, for all to see, for all to see! In Piccadilly, in Times Square, Place de la Concorde, In all the streets and plazas of the world! Pay, pay, pay! Play it all, play it all, play it all back! Pay it all, pay it all, pay it all back! See my writing the silent - across all your skies, The silent writing of Brion Gysin - Hassan Sabbah. All out of time! All into space! Forever! Take what is not yours to skies squeezing the eye bodies forever All out of time! All into space! Forever! You cannot take words into space That is all all all, Hassan Sabbah You cannot take woman into space I repeat, you cannot take woman into space That is all all all, Hassan Sabbah See my writing silent - across all your skies, The silent writing of Brion Gysin - Hassan Sabbah. The silent writing of space, the writing of Hassan Sabbah. Look, Look, Look! "Don't let them see us! Don't tell them what we are doing!" Are these the words of the great nations, the all powerful boards and syndicates of the Earth? These are the words of liars, and cowards, and collaborators and traitors Collaborators with insect people, With any people anywhere who offer you a body forever, to shit forever. For this you have sold your sons forever, The ground under unborn feet forever! Traitors to all souls everywhere! You on the board, who want others to pay for you, With your deals to take what is not yours! And leave your human animals to be eaten alive by the crab people, to go down the drain in green shit and piss. The green deal "Don't let them see us! Don't tell them what we are doing!" You on the board, who now say: "Protect us from our our gooks, Protect us from our human animals." Are these the words of the all powerful boards and syndicates of the Earth? And you want the name of Hassan Sabbah on your filth deals To sell out the unborn? "Protect us from our gooks, our dogs, our human animals!" Are these the words of the all powerful boards, the all powerful syndicates, the all powerful governments and nations of the Earth? Liars! Liars! Liars! Cowards! Cowards! Cowards! Who cannot even face your own dogs! Traitors to all souls everywhere! Sold out to shit forever: You miserable collaborators, Now ask the protection of Hassan Sabbah? Are these the words of the all powerful boards? "Protect us from our gooks, our human animals!” No, no, no, I will not protect you, And you will never use the name of Hassan Sabbah - William Burroughs to cover your green shit deals with crab men. With the Elders of Minraud. Listen, listen, listen: I rub out all the words and reports of the board forever I rub out your thing police forever, for Eve-R I rub out the words of Marx Lenin Einstein Freud fraud forever I rub out the formulas of Einstein Oppenheimer forever I rub out their words forever I rub out the Qabalah forever I rub out the Talmud forever I rub out all the formulas and directives of the Elders of Minraud forever I rub out the word forever Listen, all all all, In you I cancel all your words forever You cannot take words with you into space That is all all all, Hassan Sabbah. - William S Burroughs, 1914-1997
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An excerpt from draft 6 of
"NOVA EXPRESS" a film by Andre Perkowski based on the writings of William S. Burroughs Readings by William S. Burroughs (plus End Titles, Post Script of The Regulator) music by Kristin Palker & Andre Perkowski
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In the Ocean, is an all the more no nonsense narrative by Scheffer about the historical backdrop of the Bang on a Can celebration and its related developments in current music. There are talked commitments from and selections of music by John Cage, Philip Glass, (a genuinely furious) Steve Reich, Elliott Carter, Louis Andriessen, and in addition the can-bangers themselves. It is instructive, provocative, and stylishly satisfying. Worth a search for anybody with an enthusiasm for contemporary music. — Ionarts blog, Charles Downey, February 19, 2009 This absorbing film inlcudes performance of the musicians’ own pieces, and interviews with composers such as John Cage, Philip Glass and Steve Reich, who were all an influence on Eno himself. — MOJO Magazine, Mike Barnes, February 2009 Watch the film, below: Description: The author of The Teachings of Don Juan discusses his experiences with hallucinogenic substances used under the guidance of his Yaqui Indian teacher, Don Juan. DON JUAN: THE SORCERER / Carlos Castaneda| interviewed by Theodore Roszak. - The author of The Teachings of Don Juan discusses his experiences with hallucinogenic substances used under the guidance of his Yaqui Indian teacher, Dan Juan. - BROADCAST: KPFA, 30 Jan. 1969. Date Recorded on: KPFA, 30 Jan. 1969. Item duration: 1 reel (37 min.) : 7 1/2 ips, mono.|37:00 Los Angeles : Pacifica Radio Archive, 1969. Listen the Interview below: NOVA EXPRESS - 'The Subliminal Kid' by William S. Burroughs (excerpt read by Phil Proctor)6/29/2017
L.A.-based filmmaker Andre Perkowski’s Nova Express is an experimental anti-narrative cinematic experience, a kind of ongoing, unfolding pastiche of found footage cobbled together from seemingly random sources, while the soundtrack features a host of recognizable folks reading from William S. Burroughs’s 1964 novel of the same name, people like Allen Ginsberg, Kathleen Cecchin and even Burroughs himself; for this excerpt, we’re hearing a Night Flight fave and latest contributor, Phil Proctor of the Firesign Theatre, reading an excerpt called “The Subliminal Kid.”
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Perkowski uses all types of visual mnemonics here, lots of imagery we’ve all seen before —1950s-era secret military base footage, Fedora's film noir detectives, stethoscope doctors plunging hypodermic aiguilles into prone patients, and lots of UFO imagery and astronaut-looking spacemen — and the effect is both familiar and strange at the same time.
Phil Proctor reads "The Subliminal Kid"
The music is by Kristin Palker & Andre Perkowski.
Watch an excerpt from draft 5 of "NOVA EXPRESS" a film by Andre Perkowski
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Lord Buckethead introduced Nottingham punk poets Sleaford Mods. Glastonbury has been making headlines this year for more than just the music. Sleaford Mods are not your average band. In fact, they’re not even a band, technically. Jason Williamson and Andrew Fearn have gained notoriety by exploding any and all assumptions you could make of them from either their name, appearance or past. Two white, relatively middle-class men touching middle age whose music comes from deep within the gurgling bowels of lo-fi, electronic hip-hop. Primal, raw and aggressive. It wasn’t always so, by his own admission Jason started out his musical career guitar in hand, trotting out the sort of middle-of-the-road, cliched singer-song writer guff that engulfed the ‘90s. But somewhere along the way he was compelled to rip up the communal hymn sheet, he began kicking against the pricks. Tracklist: 0:00 - Lord Buckethead Introduction 0:40 - Army Nights 3:48 - I Can Tell 7:44 - Britain Thirst 11:14 - Moptop 14:05 - Snout 17:06 - Carlton Touts 20:11 - Dull 23:01 - TCR 27:51 - (Copyright Redacted) Time Sands 31:40 - Routine Dean 33:55 - Jolly Fucker 36:23 - Drayton Manored 40:10 - Cuddly 43:50 - (Copyright Redacted) B.H.S 47:55 - Jobseeker 53:10 - Tweet Tweet Tweet Watch the full video set, below : An experiment using a «sonification scanner» on rock carvings from the Bronze Age [1800 –500 B.C.]. Outdoor audio and video installations on a Bronze Age site just outside Stavanger. 3-12. October 2008, Austre Åmøy, Stavanger, Norway One of the main mottos of Stavanger 2008 is openness. It is just such openness to external impulses that is reflected in the Bronze Age discoveries. There was lively contact across large parts of Europe and the neighbouring areas to the South and East. The Bronze Age is one of the few pre-historic periods from which a wealth of pictorial material remains. This is perhaps best expressed in the rock carvings that still form a part of our landscape. The rock carvings were ritual meeting places. Today they can also be regarded as art. The people of the Bronze Age expressed their world of ideas through these carvings. Today, too, the rock carvings are surrounded by a certain mystic aura, even though meticulous research has decoded some of the 3000-year-old messages. Through the project Markers in the Landscape, Rogaland County Council gives contemporary artists the opportunity to create commissioned work/installations inspired by our knowledge of the world of ideas and artistic effects of the Bronze Age. The idea is to exhibit these works by the original 3000-year-old sites to give the audience an experience of the monuments that cannot be expressed in words. With the new, but authentically-based, experience by the original sites, the project seeks to open the minds of the spectators to this strange and distant past. The production company Nuproductions has been engaged as a partner on the production side. Geir Jenssen – better known as Biosphere – has also been invited to participate. Geir Jenssen is a leading composer and musician within the electronic music genre and has experience of similar projects. Light installations are also being planned in addition to the sound background. The island of Austre Åmøy has been chosen as arena for the installation. Here, the rock carvings can be seen in more or less their original environment, without much modern interference. Biosphere: The Red Folks Uploaded by Geir Jenssen / Biosphere Friday, May 22, 2015 at 3:36 PM EST Audio/Video below : Alt Går Bra begins the third year of its Tout Va Bien series by presenting philosopher Jacques Rancière. Rancière refers to artists as “those whose strategies intend to make the invisible visible or to question the self-evidence of the visible; to rupture given relations between things and meanings and, inversely, to invent novel relationships between things and meanings that were previously unrelated.” Also known for his groundbreaking investigations into workers archives and pedagogy, Rancière is an indispensable thinker in contemporary aesthetics. With the title “Shifting Borders: Art and Politics To-day”, the lecture was presented at Tout Va Bien, analyze the intersections between art and politics during these exciting times of political ruptures and consequent new beginnings. Tout Va Bien is Alt Går Bra’s open research devoted to studying how art can contribute to the political. Watch the Lecture below: Paul Virilio, French philosopher, talking about the art, speed, perception, and cinematic. In the lecture Paul Virilio discusses the concepts of velocity, light, futurism, tele-objectivity, in relationship to Duchamp, Lacan, Bataille, systemic crisis, abstract art, focusing on direction, screens, and acceleration. Public open lecture for the students and faculty of the European Graduate School EGS Media and Communication Studies department program Saas-Fee Switzerland Europe 2009, Paul Virilio Watch the lecture below: At Cannes Film Festival 2014, Jean-Luc Godard premiered his latest feature Goodbye to Language, marking his first foray into 3D. Canon sat down with a one-on-one interview with the director before the premiere. Their discussion dives heavily into the specialized parts of making his most recent work (counting showing couple of new clasps) as the master filmmaker likewise talks about the shifting landscape of production and presentation while addressing some of his prior work.
Watch 45-minutes conversation below:
So here's the arrangement. David Lynch made this exceptionally engaging video of himself disclosing how to set up a quinoa formula of which he's especially affectionate as an additional on the DVD of Lynch's 2006 film Inland Empire. The video made the rounds two or three years prior, and after that the legal advisors got included and it was pulled down.
Yield: 1 bowl
Cooking Time: 17 minutes Ingredients: 1/2 cup quinoa 1 1/2 cups organic broccoli (chilled, from bag) 1 cube vegetable bullion Braggs Liquid Aminos Extra virgin olive oil Sea salt Preparation: * Fill medium saucepan with about an inch of fresh water. * Set pan on stove, light a nice hot flame add several dashes of sea salt. * Look at the quinoa. It’s like sand, this quinoa. It’s real real tight little grains, but it’s going to puff up. * Unwrap bullion cube, bust it up with a small knife, and let it wait there. It’ll be happy waiting right there. * When water comes to a boil, add quinoa and cover pan with lid. Reduce heat and simmer for 8 minutes. * Meanwhile, retrieve broccoli from refrigerator and set aside, then fill a fine crystal wine glass—one given to you by Agnes and Maya from Lódz, Poland—with red wine, ‘cause this is what you do when you’re making quinoa. Go outside, sit, take a smoke and think about all the little quinoas bubbling away in the pan. * Add broccoli, cover and let cook for an additional 7 minutes. * Meanwhile, go back outside and tell the story about the train with the coal-burning engine that stopped in a barren, dust-filled landscape on a moonless Yugoslavian night in 1965. The story about the frog moths and the small copper coin that became one room-temperature bottle of violet sugar water, six ice-cold Coca-colas, and handfuls and handfuls of silver coins. * Turn off heat, add bullion to quinoa and stir with the tip of the small knife you used to bust up the bullion. * Scoop quinoa into bowl using a spoon. Drizzle with liquid amino acids and olive oil. Serve and enjoy. |
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