Remember waking up at night, not knowing what just happened?
You needed only a moment to reconfigure yourself, to remember all that stories ttelling who you are. Everything seems to be fine again.
But still … there is also a remaining strange feeling. Like a taste at some place of your tongue that you recognize but can’t really describe.
And you are convinced that what you just experienced is more than you know.
You just had a visit form the other you … the one that knows you better than your/self.
Still looking for the other half, that part of yours that has been cut away some time ago by a mysterious force while you have not been paying attention …
You can still remember, you can still feel, that there was something that is not at your side any longer. It is a notion of not being complete anymore. What’s left is only a slow healing wound on one of your sides , a mark on your tissue that stands for the loss …
You can relax now, you can stop crying. It is of no use. It is gone forever. You will never get it back. Just as all the time you spent until this very moment.
But be aware that nothing is lost. Everything continues in the memories which are to come .
The next generation of BeatMe is coming out buitiful. Over the last couple of month I made a new authoring patch which I will additionally use a an engine to compose pieces that visually differs quite a bit from what I have done before.
The mechanism for doing the text overlays is still in need of another overhaul … I will get to this in the next days …
The first step into the new line of BeatMe pieces. I’ve totally rewritten the Sampler/Sequencer; everything now runs faster, the handling of the sound and images is more flexible, independent from each other and the sound quality is a *lot* better …
So let’s see what’s the stuff like that comes out of this this end of the pipeline.
Enfrentarse a uno mismo es una obligación infinita.
Que es la origen de esta voz sonando en la cabeza, opinando de los pensamientos? De donde vienen estas imágenes que constantemente nos urgen a contraponer lo que vemos con un ideal externo, una idea que creó en otro lugar, en otro momento?
Si, conocemos bien todos estos espejismos; nos las creamos por necesidad: para relacionarnos, para reconocernos, para explicarnos. Solo aparentan ser exteriores; en realidad son reflejos de posibles sendas que tienen un solo rumbo: acompañarnos en el viaje.
You are moving in a shadow that contains an image of yourself.
Step into the light.
What you can recognize are only the few glimpses that you were able to drag into the light. There is always more than the elements that you are aware of. And they are pushing you further and away from the visible track.
So here you are.
But what do you see? What do you hear?
Staring at the computers screen: this are no letters, no words; these are pixels forming together because of electric currencies, creating the illusion of the GUI that helps you managing the information flow ones and zeros that are going through the processor of your computer.
And when you away from the screen, the desk, the walls, all these images, waves of information processed trough the retina heading to the brain; that then creates the colors you suppose to see ‘in the world’; well you are not. your senses make it all up.
And then you look at your hands. They are a part of you. Do you find it appealing, the image you have of yourself?
So: you keep watching. [Brecht lies die Transparente aufziehen; da stand zu lesen:'Glotzt nicht so blöd']
It is the only thing you can perceive: a projection of yourself. on the screen. Lines of memories you relate to, a sketch that becomes a continued idea, an image that reflects yourself.
Now: take a moment. You know who you are, where you are. What you’re looking at, right?
But not quite. It is just something you want/need to relate to. And this is yourself.
Unchain. Become aware. Change the screen – look out of the window. And breath. And eat.
You have a body.
That is to be unchained.
From the mind.
You and the virtual You. What you could be, what you are, what you imagine.
Are you sleeping / awakening?
Are you dreaming about being a butterfly or are you a butterfly dreaming about being you?
Or are you you, dreaming about being you? The other you, of course …
Time. Spaces. Movements in between you and yourself and the world.
You wake up in the middle of the night and have no idea where you are, who you are, why are you there. Well: this is another moment in your life. You are in this moment, trying to connect. With everything, everything you are.
But what is this: you? And then, time is flowing, you find the coordinates, in your body, in your thoughts / ideas / memories / of you. Then you just do something. Interpretations of what you think you are, of what you have been. Ideas of what you want to be.
But all you find is virtual, in your imagination. Well: this is you: thinking, feeling. You find something, someone that may be you.
Well yes; you are, your body is part of the universe. All in atoms. That’s how we see it. Make a move and everything else is affected. Have a thought and the neurons moving in your brain can dance in concordance with everything else; or not. In fact we are always stumbeling, walking is a controlled fall. Our eyes see, our ears hear – what is outside of us. everything is reflected in your brain and therefore in you; in your body. It is like a feedback between your inner and your outer [that is: the world].
It is like having an electric guitar under your hands. The position in relation to the speaker can give you that feedback, sounding beautiful. reverbrations with the air around you and therefore the cosmos. modulating.
your thoughts and therefor your words, your actions can do the same. creating reverbrations between your inner and your outer. that is: a swinging circle between you and the world. In images and in sounds. Always this urge to draw relations …
Everything is has its importance; even the smallest detail – of your thoughts, of your movements, of your words and your actions …
And yes: it is important; for you and for the world …
this is an outline for a live show I am doing next monday in a small venue here in Barcelona. just to see how the things could come together. still working on it, though …
please find more about this here:
there will be a screening with the offline pieces i did during the last year and a live set, the bass / videos / electronics, with new material. still about time, space and identity. i simple cannot let this subject go. there is so much more to find out about …