“Poème Symphonique, for 100 metronomes, was a reminder of Ligeti’s delight in the absurd.” (Guardian, 25 May 2018) Absurd, and yet György Ligeti was in protest. 100 pendulums V from one side to the other and back, clocking each their exact timing, until they run down and stop. Protest against "stubborn and intolerant" ideologies. Winston Churchill’s victory salute morphs into Ringo Starr's peace sign. 100 windscreen wipers at differing speeds pelt down the rainy freeway. “The piece has been recorded several times, but performed only occasionally due to the obvious difficulty of procuring such a large number of machines.” (Wikipedia)
Wednesday, 23 May 2018
Screenwalking has become extremely common. The screenwalker resembles K, back more or less straight, one leg in front of the other, arm held at differing degrees of upright, screen unlocked. They are kings and queens of self-absorption. K describes their daily encounter with non-screenies. The screenwalker steps in a more or less straight line as the non-screenwalker curves, or makes a rapid ninety degrees to avoid collision with the obvious, or rather oblivious. K-Lanes may have to be introduced on footpaths and public concourses to remedy this daily traffic, though will screenwalkers remember to keep inside the dedicated K lines?
Tuesday, 22 May 2018
H upon H of windows surmount the street-ground, reflect browning plane trees and opposite decos. Parallels of fluorescent lights inside ascend to grey sky. Someone at a desk emails symposiums to e-listers. At another H someone talks solidly to Brisbane. The Council meets at the 20th HHHHHHHHHHHHs with views of the whole Et Cetera. Grey one-way glass where promoters blitz their buyers with someones who order their own selfies. H’s of offices where portfolios dream overseas, or at very least the movie. Googling tapers at 4:50pm, a dose of collect and exit. Down below H-Block they commute away through May.