The Dark Angels are a come and go crew. They create then disappear like street art. Their works exist in fragments, particles that float, dust motes that spin before the wind that blows them to faraway places. They are individuals that work as one. Deep as oceans, as impenetrable as the night. Art urchins and poets, they dissolve before they form. They are the Dark Angels, they are discharge. They are a bloody mouthful.
Showing posts with label transgressive psychology. Show all posts
Showing posts with label transgressive psychology. Show all posts

Saturday, 28 May 2011

Le sexe cérébral

an old sexfilm by
T.C. recently rediscovered
meticulously restorated by the
luminous bros.
for all of you ready
to get their minds blown
without withdrawal or nasty
hangover side effects
like caused by drugs
or e-motional confusion
unleashed by erotic involvement
just an artistic machinery a
machine fuck and
paratactic kick in the ass of
the gnostic demiurgos

Friday, 27 May 2011

Broadcast yourself!

who is broadcasting YOU?
who is YOUR neat little music journalist INSIDE to put you on TV?
who puts you on the STAGE to express yourSELF?
who are you talking to?
who do you respond to? Honestly...
"Self alteration, not self expression." (John Cage)
Hera Clit
Substance-Subject-Process-logos-FIRE
PHYSIS
What do you want to HAPPEN, when people listen to you?
What do you want to happen, when people look at you?
ANSWER:
I want them not to wanna dance...
There's a bit too much dance music for my taste!
The rest is self explanatory.