a form vented by a Canadian delegate in Paris, lost in the city of wounded beggars and endless gardens.
the city is beautiful in winter,
cannons on the Champs-Elysees.
women step out of La Vie Parisienne
almost fifty-percent wear mourning.
There's a kind of Ah-ha! Somebody at least for a moment feels about something or sees something the way that I do. It doesn't happen all the time. It's these brief flashes or flames, but I get that sometimes. I feel unalone—intellectually, emotionally, spiritually. I feel human and unalone and that I'm in a deep, significant conversation with another consciousness in fiction and poetry in a way that I don't with other art.
It's been over two years since this record came out Having just got myself a copy, finally, I can't help but think that the few tracks I heard leading up to the release really don't do the album justice. A sometimes jagged mix of ambient and IDM, the entirety is a joy to listen to, it's dual identities never too overbearing. The touch of young electronic composer Jon Hopkins and the keyboard and guitar arrangements of Leo Abrahams are a welcome blast of modern energy. Hopkins had worked with Eno previously on the Coldplay record "Viva La Vida" (they sampled the Hopkins track "Light through the Veins") so the album is clearly development of their working relationship. I just can't get over how delicately composed the music is. The details jump out from the speakers without restraint but never in an aggressive manner, all with purpose. One can only hope that this trio of textural experimenters continues to work together, but knowing Eno, there will be new and ever more exciting collaborations in the future.
the first time I heard this song was on Anderson's album, Mister Heartbreak. a friend of a friend was giving away boxes of vinyl LPs from the 80's and of course I snapped them up thinking I could cull gated drum samples from the new wave records. instead i was introduced to this sustained tension of voice and noise and electronic percussion, and it became one of my favourite songs from the era.
I am not sure that it is of the first importance that you should be happy. Many an unhappy man has been of deep service to himself and to the world.