Good people——- Keep the dream alive. Support you local street minstrel who lives for sound and experience not material illusions of ‘rock guitar heroes.’ That type of thinking puts you and your creative juices in a glass box inside a low traffic 20th century art museum–or worse- a rock ‘n’ roll museum. If you have a shred of dignity leftover from the hangover of the past century, remember this= we haven’t progressed. Someone said after the Holocaust there is no poetry. Progress is a fiction___________6 million deaths=progress? I think not. If anything we’ve gotten better in the Western cultures at killing each other faster and with greater, colder and distant efficiency. What war? Like the settlers asked– ‘what indians?’ That is our kind of progress. Speeding with evermore force and luxury faster faster to our collective grave. Am I a doomsayer? maybe. A misanthrope? sometimes. Overall lets forget the all-explanatory illusions we’ve given ourselves concerning science. It doesn’t give us the answer. Only illuminates a tiny speck on the face of the UNiverse Question. Life is to be lived, and curiosity didn’t kill the cat. Nine lives. Poetry is back in your science beaker and math in your fashionista’s face on the cover of a magazine. Its all numbers and proportions. Remember Miley Cyrus (Incorporated) is on top of a pyramid of hundreds of people on here bankroll who generate her image as we know it—-she is not doing this without help from Walmart. Thats what separates the modern from the hyper-modern. We here in the cyber World Wide Wildwest, build our totems without any help. Desert drifters collect waterbuckets for the Web well, no strings or con-men factories but individual platforms for feeling how you wants to feel. Free. No charge. A rehashed rehash of a remake from an original film based on a novel based on a poem inspired by a play. This is what extensions of modernity is like….
Tags: art, art theory, Holocaust, Miley Cyrus, poetry
