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“This used to be my playground” for player with newfound skills with leather guitar

“This used to be my playground” for player with newfound skills with leather guitar

[T]he people who are endlessly boasting of their freedom – we’re the best because we’re free! – loathe the very suggestion of such a possibility for anyone other than themselves. They are forever stitching flags, making and threatening and dropping bombs, creating instruments of torture and torture chambers and overseers and deputies and detention centers. Their notion of freedom is so strenuously calisthenic, not to say defensive, that freedom becomes a matter of keeping everybody else out of your backyard.
James Baldwin, “A Letter to Prisoners” (1982)

바보선언 Declaration of Idiot (이장호 Lee Jang-ho, 1983)

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musicmovesyou:

You can follow the lights to Firefly. 

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That’s the new times

That’s the new times

kidmograph:
“ D∆VID
”
Good for this snowy day.

kidmograph:

D∆VID

Good for this snowy day.

This is “Silver & Goldogr” aka “Silver & Goldger” aka “Silver & Goldodger” aka “Silver & Gold” aka “Silbu & Golby” by wunderkind Johnny Marks.

Text by Sung Hwan Kim 김성환
from the performance WATERMELON SONS directed by Sung Hwan Kim in musical collaboration with dogr aka David Michael DiGregorio

a quotation from a conversation between dogr and Sung Hwan Kim in the book SUNG HWAN KIM: TALK OR SING:
“On ‘serial gestures’
SHK: I was reading GHOSTS by César Aira. He only writes
short novels. He doesn’t make compilations because he thinks of short novels as an independent format. I got to know him through reading Roberto Bolaño, who regarded Aira as one of his favorite writers. In GHOSTS, Aira talks about architecture. He envisions the city (Buenos Aires) filled with different types of architecture: architecture that was there, architecture that could have been there, architecture in a changed format co-existing with the other.
The story is about a Chilean immigrant family living in Argentina. The father works as the superintendent of a condominium under construction in which he lives with his family. The other creatures in the building are ghosts. The family sees these ghosts, and there is no question about whether or not these ghosts should be feared. They just co-exist. In this song, the line 'when she goes up, she walks through concrete’ is Aira’s line from the story, and I make up other images I see when I read between the lines.”




when she goes up she walks through concrete

walking around letting in air like ideas

some are useful

send them to the bureaus

where heart births another heart

it is all mine

these limbs and nods

they will work the day

to feed the others

and my guilt

for not being better

as told

ahead in Myths.

Text by Sung Hwan Kim 김성환
from the performance WATERMELON SONS directed by Sung Hwan Kim in musical collaboration with dogr aka David Michael DiGregorio
with Byungjun Kwon 권병준 on guitar

and the voices of the watermelon sons


Your lips are sweet but I wouldn’t know
This is the premonition of nights in the day

Two hands read a Braille
Between two shoulders is a torso
Between two words a flat surface
Between two eyes a nose

Unison of boys
Unison of men
Men men men men men

Between them is many a year
Of groving, counting the knocks of a woodpecker, numerous calls, when deciphered, forms a message like:

Your lips are sweet
but I wouldn’t know.

Sung Hwan Kim just posted the full SUMMER DAYS IN KEIJO—WRITTEN IN 1937

with much music by dogr

just slush