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	<title>Love Beach Records; Blog</title>
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		<title>Roses &#38; Plaids</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2010 04:05:15 +0000</pubDate>

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		<title>Grauzone, Die Sunrise Tapes, 1981</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 07:33:41 +0000</pubDate>

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Swiss band with a typically too short tenure ('79-'82). Graceful, engaging and sophisticated electronics.



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		<title>Apollon Terroriste</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 07:24:58 +0000</pubDate>

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Apparently, Ian Hamilton Finlay fashioned this Grecian-Apollonian bust  after the image of Louis Antoine Léon de Saint-Just. Saint-Just was a youthful but fairly vicious leader of the French Revolution, and subsequent Reign of Terror. Finlay was certainly, like many poets (visual or otherwise), being willfully arcane in this heap of visual allusions. However, a simple description of the visual events might help us to congeal what is not apparent. One comes upon an oversized, brazen, golden head in an unkempt woody area of a garden. The bust, seemingly of Apollo, is squarely confrontational but like all classicism it is cursed to ponderous immortality. It is eerily fierce and has a certain air of the symbol or sentinel of the green anarchy around it. It is discovered that the bust intentionally bears the likeness of an idealistic but savage youth of the French revolution. The bust has the words "Apollon Terroriste" stamped across his brow...

As further texture, it is certainly likely that Finlay had come in contact with Robert Frost's poem, Nothing Gold Can Stay. Stating an overt connection with the intention of the sculpture would, of course, be foolish. However it is still congruent if only an adjunct:

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. 

Brutality, change and perpituity... The sculpture, "Apollon Terroriste" is installed at Ian Hamilton Finlay's garden "Little Sparta", in Scotland. </description>
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		<title>From Svenska Möbler, a Table</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 06:33:40 +0000</pubDate>

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It would be hard to overstate the joy received and subsequent influence, the above table has caused/had on  the furniture concocted at Al Que Quiere. The legs oh the legs! Blunt, sort-of truncated neo-classicism. The table was from the inventory of Svenska Möbler (now sold).</description>
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		<title>"The dreamer is one who sends notes," Fernando Pessoa</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2010 06:21:38 +0000</pubDate>

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What does it matter that someone confesses his worthiness or that he serves some useful purpose? What happens to us either happens to everyone or only to us: in the first instance, it’s banal; in the second it’s incomprehensible. By writing what I feel, I can cool this febrile sensitivity of mine. What I confess is unimportant, because nothing is important. I compose landscapes out of what I feel. I compose carnivals of sensations. I completely understand women who embroider out of grief or knit because life exists. My old aunt used to play solitaire during the course of infinite family gatherings. These confessions of feeling are my solitaires. I don’t read them, the way people read cards to know the future. I don’t put a stethoscope to them, because in solitaire the cards don’t really have any value. I unravel like a multicolored skein, or I make yarn figures out of myself that are like the ones braided by tense hands and passed from one child to another. I just take care that my thumb doesn’t miss making the final knot. Later I turn my hand over and the image changes. And I start over.

Since life is essentially a mental state, and everything we do or think is valid for us to the degree we think it valid, its validity depends entirely on us. The dreamer is one who sends notes, and the notes he sends course through the city of his spirit in the same way notes do in reality. What does it matter to me that the paper money of my soul can never be converted into gold, when there is never any gold in the factitious alchemy of life? After us, the flood, but only after all of us. Better and happier are those who recognize the fiction in everything and construct their novel before someone else does it for them, and, like Machiavelli, put on their finest garments when they sit down in secret to write. 

-both quotes from The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa, circa 1900</description>
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		<title>Herman Melville, The Confidence Man, 1857</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 01:08:20 +0000</pubDate>

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As among Chaucer's Canterbury pilgrims, or those oriental ones crossing the Red Sea towards Mecca in the
festival month, there was no lack of variety. Natives of all sorts, and foreigners; men of business and men of
pleasure; parlor men and backwoodsmen; farm-hunters and fame-hunters; heiress-hunters, gold-hunters,
buffalo-hunters, bee-hunters, happiness-hunters, truth-hunters, and still keener hunters after all these hunters.
Fine ladies in slippers, and moccasined squaws; Northern speculators and Eastern philosophers; English, Irish,
German, Scotch, Danes; Santa Fé traders in striped blankets, and Broadway bucks in cravats of cloth of gold;
fine-looking Kentucky boatmen, and Japanese-looking Mississippi cotton-planters; Quakers in full drab, and
United States soldiers in full regimentals; slaves, black, mulatto, quadroon; modish young Spanish Creoles,
and old-fashioned French Jews; Mormons and Papists Dives and Lazarus; jesters and mourners, teetotalers
and convivialists, deacons and blacklegs; hard-shell Baptists and clay-eaters; grinning negroes, and Sioux
chiefs solemn as high-priests. In short, a piebald parliament, an Anacharsis Cloots congress of all kinds of that
multiform pilgrim species, man.

As pine, beech, birch, ash, hackmatack, hemlock, spruce, bass-wood, maple, interweave their foliage in the
natural wood, so these mortals blended their varieties of visage and garb. A Tartar-like picturesqueness; a sort
of pagan abandonment and assurance. Here reigned the dashing and all-fusing spirit of the West, whose
type is the Mississippi itself, which, uniting the streams of the most distant and opposite zones, pours them
along, helter-skelter, in one cosmopolitan and confident tide.</description>
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		<title>Edwyn Collins, Orange Juice &#38; Solo</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 04:27:59 +0000</pubDate>

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		<description>Edwyn Collins' skill, discrimination and taste is fairly devastating. 

&#60;img src="http://c0573862.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/1/0/21340/561042/Edwyn Collins.jpg" border="0" width="375" height="688" align="left" /&#62; &#60;img src="http://c0573862.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/1/0/21340/561042/Edwyn Collins 2 copy.jpg" border="0" width="375" height="688" align="left" /&#62; &#60;img src="http://c0573862.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/1/0/21340/561042/xxxxx.jpg" border="0" width="375" height="375" align="left" /&#62; &#60;img src="http://c0573862.cdn.cloudfiles.rackspacecloud.com/1/0/21340/561042/xxxxxxxxf.jpg" border="0" width="375" height="375" align="left" /&#62; 






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		<title>Lucas Samaras, Stair Creature</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 04:19:24 +0000</pubDate>

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		<description>A lysergic beast comes calling.

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		<title>Distilled Heads (Western)</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2010 04:09:10 +0000</pubDate>

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		<title>Gae Aulenti, Lights</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2010 00:03:10 +0000</pubDate>

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If I look at the lamps I made, I never see them as machines for producing light. They are forms suggested by the work that I was doing in that moment for a particular space, so they went there first and then they went into production; they went to an entirely different destination...

The functional element is there because there must be a wire, a plug and a bulb, and the current to flow through them. But in a certain sense, these things are the tools with which one begins a design...

I have a great deal of reserve concerning the function. I think tht everything works.

Gae Aulenti from a conversation with Franco Raggi, 1979

The objects with which we generally deal are extremely numerous; new, for the most part, but also rather unstable and changeable, and at least some of them are doomed to disappear quickly. Some of them seem to have possible uses that have not been exploited hitherto; they distort behavior, they unleash anxieties and causalities in mental adjustment, even criminality. Their appearance is based on wrong principles and indifference regarding beliefs and traditions; it is the outcome of a desire 'not to see,' a desire not to interpret the world objectively.

Gae Aulenti fromDesign as Postulation, 1972</description>
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