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どうかぃかな

"fumigate" ; further elaborations




Want to while still fresh memorialise thoughts on "fumigate" emanating from twitter,(starting around here? https://twitter.com/LmthwL/status/710472258343428097 ) I can't recall the impetus but that's OK.

fumigate: (often wishfully) broke down = // 'Gate' meaning apocalyptic .. @LmthwL as in the holy writings.. The predictions and the awaiting by its believers? .. .?//

fumigate: for-me-gate (gate-as opening/reproductive connotations) four-gates (a basic town)

(contd) migrate (creeps in)
fume (anger/fire) gat = ghat the burning ghats of benares, I think, the burning of bodies.

--
further elaborations: benares, often considered the oldest still-populated city in the world(where else?)
Burroughs the exterminator (I haven't read that text tho)
the de-population thru fumigation of undesirables in our "residences"
as the earth(world) is fumigated in our attempts to create civilisation enough for these "residences"
that we fumigate
・・・
LOOP.

(also, Burroughs, fumigating(exterminating) my thought "the Lost Ones" (Beckett) is inspired by Kafka "Josephine/the Mouse-Folk"/ the holocaust / + finally leads to the comic "MAUS"

I think that's what I wanted to say. A little further thus. That's the name of a fushitsusha song I had for a while considered for my funeral. But now I don't want a funeral. There should be chutes to send you to a volcano or some magma, or corium.
(Oh, and this is earlier: "Brexit" = Corexit → Corium

Is the song on youtube? Let's look.I can't find it. Shame. It is "funereal" -- fume is and funnel/ chimneys / you see here in tokyo and no doubt elsewhere tall white columns spewing smoke. They are either for recycling(burning) rubbish or near funeral "parlours" and that is dead people.

to end this a while, something musical. then this fushitsusha "just before", I thought,think Japanese title is "ほのすこし前" or something but wife-woman says "no", and I have the cd but not with me. sorry/ it is a melodic rising intro to an album. The next song is ”うまくいったのに" or something like that, but that is a separate blog post I have prepared for some other time.

Hold on, "fumigate" was from some "pre-death couplet" I had dreamed of once, that I was going to use twitter for purely (as receptacle for pre-death couplets) (I thought eventually they could be shuffled. But then I just got lost in twitter-garble. Also, I am not sure I am pre-death enough. I would have to go a doctor to make sure.




recur the days, nights too, recurse: how we go




I am frightened of "twitter" suddenly now a bit, so retire to this blog to wile away awhile.

"I'm too shy to say 'I'm'!" ← (from WIP--problematic "quotes" etc, but maybe can be considered part of the point. Are you part of the point or part of the problem? someone may ask. Whatever could you say in response? :_・

It keeps being supposed to rain (the silliness of "it" rains)(anyway. . .) but it never does.

I figured out a way to translate Emily Dickinson so will do one or two of them soon.

I translated someone's extract and am still waiting for the mother-in-law to write it beautifully. She is nervous to do so, or something. She lacks confidence. Everyone seems to lack confidence, probably even tony hawk the skateboarder who was the first to do a seven-hundred-&-something degree thingy is a lamentable wreck. Maybe everyone is like the late michael jackson and suffers so much they need to be regularly anesthetised.

I well recall my happenstance mispelling of "calmative" as "calamative" -- seems appropriate somehow.

What is twitter for? It will be good in the next major earthquake. Good as in: useful. It is nice to get a heart from someone I suppose. It would be better if there was some sort of storage of favourite tweets etc. An internal bookmark system to save tweets. Possibly two columns to check the past. Otherwise everything zooms and is lost. Perhaps that is the point, twitter is a receptacle system for us to place our last thoughts significant and otherwise as we zoom to our end-point.

Things to read in the meantime: Jalal Toufic Forthcoming available as a pdf but the link was lost in the twitter-zoom, I can send you a copy.
Lyotard, probably.
Tim Morton and other OOOs, and related, "speculative realists"
DF Lewis
Quentin S Crisp's Japanese-set "I novel" work i.e., Sadogashima which I read, well a while ago now. I wanted to say something about it. For now, let it be known I would like Q S C to write a travel guide-type thing to Japan, and I would be reluctant to go to all the places he writes of, though fascinated to do so anyway. I don't travel well in anycase. (I wouldn't mind going to Sadogashima, I think there is an outdoor Noh theatre...
many many others.

There are other things, like things to see, listen (sometimes seeing and listening happens at the same time, I think it is called "cinema&c, tele-visuals&c"

What else is there? Temperature, a variable. Light, the same. The damned weather.

There are clothes, bodies, dishes, to wash.

Provisions: whiksey, beer &c, the special elven food the "fellowship" are given. Morning gooey food.

I am not very hungry.

I may make a list of "cute" things in a later blogpost.

And I found the source of my "sister-complex". A later blogpost. And the Robin Blaser &c. Let it arrive in its proper time.

Let it be of its proper duration, in its proper place.

For now no visuals, I shall run to twitter and post a link to this and then run away from both here and there.

There was a "tranche" of tumbling my wife-woman did, here, for the sake of visuals → http://miotropolis.tumblr.com/

・ ・ ・ ・ (enough  :_・



LIFE=

.EQUALS
a play with light
.
it is possible.

j-poppal authority 007(?)+1 first attempt to sum up a year part one


yurumerumo suicide EP

I shalln't name each song. Why not. I demand: Why?
--

a prior statement/hypothesis, all idol-units, however marginal, come to cohere at stages in the song, usually the end, plus the chorus, but sometimes the chorence, I mean it comes and goes, a weaving is going on in each idol-unit song.

--

1st song and it's video discussed was it here: http://malale.blogspot.jp/2015/04/hasten-jpopal-authority-001.html it has become familiar to me now. I miss the utter un-knowing that persisted for quite a while. I hope you enjoyed a similar feeling for a period, or was it just me?

2nd song , the most "idol" , with coherence to start with then some electronica subverts but subsequently itself subverts with most typical (on this EP) idol melody, for a while. Then also it sort of goes out of tune only to regain coherence picking up the dual-subversions in the meantime. and is now almost my favourite, its dislocations thus allowing it subsequently to do what the hell it wants.// drum&bass, school-bell (school opening melody)(or is it lesson change signifier), then the coherence which is at same time a de-coherence cohered as though E Pound's the Cantos where finished and cleared of fascist thought. Wow, that's a second song on a little EP of a marginal (at the time) idol unit!

3rd song . . . immediate electro melodic verse, then feel the chorus strenghtens only to drift off then srenghten again, until maybe the real chorus, like a statement (are all chroruses statements?) no sometimes just there for sake of having a chorus, in music etc, I like this disruptive, "chorus"-or-not, I like when there is no chorus, or it's only at the very end.
A call and response something transmute to an end with applause installed.

4th song . . . choral lines and harpischord somewhat then electric bass pulse ctaherdal-interior-somewhat,
more of a solo piece, for the beginning at least, then . . .
builds up with muted drum machine papapapapa// like a slight patter-glitch(it is slow like cathedral is slow to build) and the other members enter, ta ta ta and chordal slow melodies, naturally we expect a build up from beginning, that begins nice and late, and the variety of voice-tone is nicely collaged (like a stained glass window shimmering with fickle autumn light!) and it has a great finality to it. The cathedral is built. Attend it.





Escalator or Elevator - Entrance Ep

--(I don't either, know the difference)

this is a duo collobaration between a member of yurumerumo and bellring, both marginal for the moment idol units.

there is a (non-flinch-worthy) rap aspect to the beginning of the first song, then it coalesce to a reasonably normal chorus, though with a perfect sort of nonchalance only likes of "the fall" could pull off. Or a nirvana without heroin and they are girls around 20 and cuteness but also a sort of stubbornness are praiseworthy traits.

the other song (there are only two) has a wonderful broken off-tune vocal of one, then replaced by the other, until they form a chorus supplemented with electric synth, and "yabe~~", which has become a catchphrase in this household . . . this is like if you were 16 and had access to depas and some drink and the world looked like is about to blind you / a sort of Elaine Radigue piece compressed to 4 minutes of girls singing and strange sounds and they sing like they care then don't then do again. Like playground frolic during this anthropocene.

These are all treasures of the last year just passed, musically speaking.

(more to come, not all J-poppal)

possible of IGO import

RB:
each move is infinite, trouble /
by how it got there

奥さんに待っている中

本当にカラオケ楽しそう

地下アイドルの歌あるかな

j-poppal authority circa 006 recent ゆるめるモ








「id アイドル」

implications: to become an idol, is to take on an identity and suicide yourself (death by producer, the own clothes group-fun (shopping) mid-section, then the resurrection (in idol uniform(=uni-form, un-self i.d.) (then death again, it is implied) (what if there is nothing but bardo between bardo?) (and to become an idol one must be aware one day one shall not be an idol, a limited period identity only)

mirrors: marginal (地下) idol development over past few years (I want to argue 11th March 2011 as the trigger(this argument will be developed in a later post, I promise) BiS = idol is dead, now resurrected by yurumerumo (who are possibly soon to be not 地下, they are moving above ground (地上アイドル!)

what comes next, I don't know . . .

アイアムアヒーロー研究

なんか
木はキ

後で説明

I try now to explain,
in / on 2ちゃねる
the thread on "I am a Hero"
they would make a list
of main theories
and "tree is key"
was a main early entry
on the list
(木="ki"=just so happens
to sound like key)
(i.e., as a key clue)
and early on, the very
1st volume, a tree is
mentioned, in the park
in Nerima, [placeholder for name of park]
                     ^^^^石神井公園=shakujii park / (stone god/spirit well?)
and I went with wife-woman
but couldn't find the key tree
(it was getting late and
my knee was still bad)
but in the lake in the
(very nice) Nerima park
is this sculpture:









































and, that is all for now.

This is draft version of my
"I am a Hero" homework.

Also, I predict there will be 23 volumes in total,
because of this image(but see comment for my idiocy)









































also, if I am to be generously
stretched with my thinking,
the third hand predicts the
strange "friendly giant"
who rescues our main characters
from hakone baths. . .

I will edit as I go and update etc
otherwise I can't manage to do.
The idea of perfectionism, or
simply "finishing" something,
I can't currently . . .

reconfiguring the past -- agglomeration of a night slightly out

じゃ
いる
神社の前の
公園

誰かピアノを練習

↑ confirming I am in position of agreed spot to meet 
                             wife-woman and get pizza which is half price 
                             when you pick it up yourself (and I am reading
                             R B and crying but not sadly you understand)

今明大前だからもう少しね! ← wife-woman announces current train locale

enjoy the piano!
↑wife-woman encourages me to enjoy listening the piano
                             indeed it got better as it went on


3日連鎖出掛けらり
ラーリ
tomorrow probably an almost-overdose of AMBIEN
in ORDER that
meds last thru
to Saturday
What life I lead
"lead"
+ PLUS
why
↑ I had revelation about what tomorrow (today) may bring
                               and made plans, it hasn't been needed to put in effect
                                to the extent I thought. I made soup. 

the
tree has
a
name
↑ there was a tree, its name ムク, assume that's the type of tree
                                in english? Aphananthe aspera 
                 ooh I should gather some leaves and polish some wood 


So there we have it I think pretty much as happened.
I have learnt something.
Have you?

Now I take ambien and whiskey excuse me, I can't cope this existence too well. At least there's soup! beauti-full soup/// that spicer "riffing off" Carroll ? no? soup of the evening.

RB : I have told many things and want
to tell more in a short time

. . .

more to come. this is setting the scene, so to speak.






conversation post late nov 2015 (late nov, late hrs)

tomorrow, I think I shall wake up and drink wine. It it perishingly cold, or will be. My grandparents would think so. I am going to drink wine and finish the 5th little book/novella. I shall sit here approx. where I am now and do that.  No-one probably will read the novella. Very few people have read the 1st, 2nd, nor 3rd, all published. I decide this does not matter.

When I have finished the 5th (where is the 4th, you may wonder? it is in the garage) I will probably go to sleep.

I may play a punishingly hard video game.

I shalln't think of dinner.

that will be beyond me by then if all above goes right.

Then the 6th, &c, and on the blog here, maybe, something or other. Otherwise, I'm not sure.

I go mento &c on saturday.

the perishing cold will lift a while, they say, on TV, then descend, it is called winter.

I don't yet believe in 2016.

When it happens, then OK.

To sleep is a wonderful thing.