ziggystarbucks: discographies: X-RAY: BRIAN ENO 15%  Omnidirectional planetary-culture-shifting hyperintelligence 14%  Oracular, Dumbledorian precognitive futurism11%  Spontaneous gee-I-wonder-what’ll-happen-if-I-turn-this-knob sound-spelunking11%  Frinkian tinkering“I’ve been thinking a lot recently about giant umbrellas in space that will stop the sun’s rays hitting the Earth.”10%  Loitering around waiting for everyone else to catch up“Quite often I’ve found an idea — or even had an idea occasionally — and thought: “This is so obvious, everybody’s going to be doing it within a month.” And then it takes 35 years.”9%  Metafictional time travel“A way to make new music is to imagine looking back at the past from a future and imagine music that could have existed but didn’t. Like East African free jazz, which as far as I know does not exist … giving something a name can be just the same as inventing it.”8%  Phrenology“I’ve never minded the ‘egghead’ tag. It makes sense with my physiognomy anyway.”7%  Open-source amateurism“I shouldn’t really use the word musician. I don’t play things very well. I use them quite well.”5%  Playing nicely with othersChris Martin, Coldplay:  “[Eno] said that he thought the last album was OK, but it could have been much better. He said that he still wanted to work with us on the next album, but that I was banned from the studio.”4%  Vascularized adipose tissue“I think records were just a little bubble through time, and those who made a living from them for a while were lucky … before gas came along, if you traded in whale blubber, you were the richest man on Earth. Then gas came along and you’d be stuck with your whale blubber. ‘Sorry mate — history’s moving along.’ Recorded music equals whale blubber.”3%  Triple word scores“I like Scrabble because I’m really good at it. I’ve got a lot of unbeatable strategies. And variations to the rules.”2%  The memory of a bowl of cereal eaten in 1974 synesthetically reimagined as a self-generating tone cluster of cottony-soft whirring noises.1%  Sparkling, citrus-y antacids (via The Daily) This is fabulous. Except that phrenology is a pseudoscience and Eno doesn’t strike me as the woo-peddling type. Ha ha!This is brilliant!
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X-RAY: BRIAN ENO

15%  Omnidirectional planetary-culture-shifting hyperintelligence


14%  Oracular, Dumbledorian precognitive futurism

11%  Spontaneous gee-I-wonder-what’ll-happen-if-I-turn-this-knob sound-spelunking

11%  Frinkian tinkering
“I’ve been thinking a lot recently about giant umbrellas in space that will stop the sun’s rays hitting the Earth.”

10%  Loitering around waiting for everyone else to catch up
“Quite often I’ve found an idea — or even had an idea occasionally — and thought: “This is so obvious, everybody’s going to be doing it within a month.” And then it takes 35 years.”

9%  Metafictional time travel
“A way to make new music is to imagine looking back at the past from a future and imagine music that could have existed but didn’t. Like East African free jazz, which as far as I know does not exist … giving something a name can be just the same as inventing it.”

8%  Phrenology
“I’ve never minded the ‘egghead’ tag. It makes sense with my physiognomy anyway.”

7%  Open-source amateurism
“I shouldn’t really use the word musician. I don’t play things very well. I use them quite well.”

5%  Playing nicely with others
Chris Martin, Coldplay:  “[Eno] said that he thought the last album was OK, but it could have been much better. He said that he still wanted to work with us on the next album, but that I was banned from the studio.”

4%  Vascularized adipose tissue
“I think records were just a little bubble through time, and those who made a living from them for a while were lucky … before gas came along, if you traded in whale blubber, you were the richest man on Earth. Then gas came along and you’d be stuck with your whale blubber. ‘Sorry mate — history’s moving along.’ Recorded music equals whale blubber.”

3%  Triple word scores
“I like Scrabble because I’m really good at it. I’ve got a lot of unbeatable strategies. And variations to the rules.”

2%  The memory of a bowl of cereal eaten in 1974 synesthetically reimagined as a self-generating tone cluster of cottony-soft whirring noises.

1%  Sparkling, citrus-y antacids

(via The Daily)

This is fabulous. Except that phrenology is a pseudoscience and Eno doesn’t strike me as the woo-peddling type.

Ha ha!
This is brilliant!

The weight of the world
is love.
Under the burden
of solitude,
under the burden
of dissatisfaction

the weight,
the weight we carry
is love.

Who can deny?
In dreams
it touches
the body,
in thought
constructs
a miracle,
in imagination
anguishes
till born
in human—
looks out of the heart
burning with purity—
for the burden of life
is love,

but we carry the weight
wearily,
and so must rest
in the arms of love
at last,
must rest in the arms
of love.

No rest
without love,
no sleep
without dreams
of love—
be mad or chill
obsessed with angels
or machines,
the final wish
is love
—cannot be bitter,
cannot deny,
cannot withhold
if denied:

the weight is too heavy

—must give
for no return
as thought
is given
in solitude
in all the excellence
of its excess.

The warm bodies
shine together
in the darkness,
the hand moves
to the center
of the flesh,
the skin trembles
in happiness
and the soul comes
joyful to the eye—

yes, yes,
that’s what
I wanted,
I always wanted,
I always wanted,
to return
to the body
where I was born.

My favourite poem! ♥

“Song,” Allen Ginsberg

I reblogged an excerpt of this, but the whole thing is fucking awesome.

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