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SHAMBLING  (is this a joke, I thought the word "shambling" has long history? - - :

Redhead’s license for treating the Fall and the Mekons as a postmodernism beyond politics was their association with "shambling" bands by none other than "Simon Reynolds, shambling’s most articulate media defender." The term "shambling" was originally coined by the influential radio DJ John Peel, an important supporter of the Fall (as well as many other worthy groups like the Undertones), who combined the words "shambolic" and "rambling." The high-point of shambling’s notoriety was 1986, the year often cited as an originating point for younger indie-band revivalists. Redhead, following Reynolds, described shambling as a "childlike innocence and a refusal to grow up" (End-of-the-Century Party 81), which seems laughable applied to the jaundiced world-weariness of the Fall and the Mekons.

ARTAUD

‘Just by touching their own testicles and their vaginas, men and women could make contact with other consciousnesses. Artaud believed that damage was being inflicted on him by malicious activities. There was one particularly dangerous technique by which the act of masturbation could be protracted for an hour. He was convinced that there had been gatherings of Mexicans, Tibetan lamas, and rabbis to weaken him by masturbating collectively. He wanted to retaliate by leading a party of fifty friends, armed with machineguns, to Tibet. They would also have to attack several Bohemian monasteries which evildoers were using as their headquarters. ‘

from 'Artaud and After', Ronald Hayman, as quoted from -here- reminds me of a feminist strand who declared the clitoris was a button that allows entry to the reality behind what is, by their accounts, a holographic sort of universe. Unfortunately I cannot recall the details but it made me want a clitoris if I was not earnestly wanting one already (I was) Also is it correct to say "one" when referring to a clitoris.  Surely it is a sort of zone extended in mysterious fashion.  What is its start/end . . .clitoral mass

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 I am interested in reading this book Tony & Susan by Austin Wright (somehow prior to refinding the article I thought it was Arthur Wright, perhaps this is a sign that King Arthur is finally to return and put to rights his realm before it tips forever into_____. . .)

It is because of this review by M John Harrison that I am interested in reading this book Tony & Susan by Austin Wright -- in article of daily telegraph Austin Wright's daughter describes his last moments:

. . . at the end of his life, his unique brain seemed to unpack itself, as if his most artful patterns of thought were spilling out uncontrolled. “Some horrible thing happened in his mind,” Katharine recalls. Doctors thought he might have Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease, though an autopsy later proved that wrong; the cause of Wright’s death remains a mystery. “I’ll tell you the last thing he said to me – which may have been the last thing he said to anybody,” says Katharine. “He wasn’t speaking to anyone – he seemed to be in another place. I said to him: ‘Dad, do you recognise me? Do you know who I am?’ All of a sudden he focused on me. He looked sort of mischievous and mysterious, and he said, with a pause between each word: ‘You. Are. Invented.’ And after that he went back into outer space.

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mio read the long goodbye in japanese and the translator mentioned the robert altman film version so we watched it and it proved good.  I was struck by how "contemporary" it seemed in its lackdaisical sort of structure with surprising humour plus sudden violence but I think my idea of what is "contemporary" is wrong -- in any case it is a great sort of film and strange and interesting and funny.  In fact its essence is so charming it's a shame when the plot comes in and restricts things a bit.  Here is near the beginning, a cat needs feeding: