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Re: [REVIEW] Unsound Festival Opening Night
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A pretentious review
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Kill in me this constant, with your lines, hallways, cultural agents… magnificent only in appearance clean ordered expectant for nothing but the moment caught with hand in hand, a person whose name, so long gone now. Smile a fake turned up corner and break the broad hour against your back, twigs rattle shape. I peel in order to change the instance.
Lined up in this hallway, rammed clean in this hallway, music for the last decade in this hallway. Old, brittle, the clicks and pops discovered in dark beer-soaked places. I try to wrap my head around the current paradigm and get lost in the new. Swivel with the world. Scan the horizon. Wa it for the stars to shift, these light years of time catching up, the universe was young. Repetition of the strokes once fresh, now tedious, again someday fresh but for now the brain cries out from chafed stimulation. And in this place there isn’t a chance. Stiff bodies sit erect gaze at what to them is not the alteration of sounds steeped in moments, clear breath. I watch ripples ripples ripples eruptions it means nothing has no color raises no questions. A beer spills. A beer Spills. It’s exciting that a beer spills. Where am I when these catapulted incidents are life. I find myself wanting to hear the movement of skin against strings the spit through a valve, breath, eyes that open and close, a face reacting to the world. A beer smells when it hits the ground. I can feel teeth on my lips.
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Looks like someone's got Colibri beat! 
He could've easily just said it was boring.
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Last edited by Blake on Feb-12-2010 at 08:21
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