Empty box: two batteries, 'toy not included'

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All Watched Over By Machines of Loving Grace

I like to think (and
the sooner the better!)
of a cybernetic meadow
where mammals and computers
live together in mutually
proramming harmony
like pure water
touching clear sky

I like to think
(right now, please!)
of a cybernetic forest
filled with pines and electronics
where deer stroll peacefully
past computers
as if they were flowers
with spinning blossoms

I like to think
(it has to be!)
of a cybernetic ecology
where we are free of our labors
and joined back to nature,
returned to our mammal
brothers and sisters,
and all watched over
by machines of loving grace.

Richard Brautigan, 1967

Filed under Richard Brautigan Machines Of Loving Grace All watched over by machines of loving grace the beats 1960s

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Strelkov explains that civilian passengers on MH17 were dead before they boarded the plane


*I knew the guy was a dark fantasy novelist, but that is truly an impressive imaginative stretch. The plane took off from Amsterdam full of zombies, somehow? The rotting corpses got past security, and all that?

*I’m a science fiction writer myself and I hate to spoil a good yarn by a fellow…

I wonder if Bruce or Strelkov have ever seen that vehicle for stellar acting talent Kris Kristofferson Millennium..?

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Paul Haig/Paul Haig and Derek Miller


Paul Haig / Paul Haig and Derek Miller - Atmosphere / Atmosphere (2007)

Apparently some people are embarrassing themselves over the triviality of a cover version, as though there weren’t more important things to get upset about.  And also, completely after-the-fact because the song concerned is Shadowplay as covered by The Killers for the six-years-ago film Control.   Ludicrous.

Of more significant interest, I would think, is that The Killers’s cover was not the original choice for the closing theme to the Ian Curtis biopic.  Paul Haig - the former frontman of Josef K, contemporaries to Joy Division, and person of interest to anyone familiar with Factory/Les Disques Du Crepuscule - had lovingly crafted a version of what, for me, is Curtis’s most eye-watering song: Atmosphere.  This was supposed to be used but, Hey!, said the money, Paulthefuckwho?  Now these kids, The Killers, they’re *young* people *know* who they are.  Such is the politics of film making.

This is a merge of the two versions recorded.  The first was only ever broadcast on a radio show.  The second was made with Derek Miller.  To my knowledge these have never been released, I haven’t checked recently, but they weren’t last I looked.  If either of them have been, then do right by the man who wrote Sorry For Laughing and buy it from him.   If not and you’d like a higher-bit-rate copy of your own, let me know.

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Playing the entire Joy Division oeuvre whilst painting the hall and landing bright white over the foul old-pub-wall dull nicotine-coloured shite that was already there is quite soul-elevating.  Poor old Ian, smarter at 23 that I’d be at 100.

I may have been just old enough to have seen them at the time, but - regrettably - didn’t because when I was that young I was a  scared, hidden thing.  But at least I was fortunate(?) to have heard them when they were all extant.

Ironically, a friend recently sent me the cover of the NME from the tribute issue.  Owned it once before but never considered it worth keeping.  He clears out a damp shed and finds it, dries it and sends it to me and now this piece of ancient yellowed paper is very important to me.


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Over a month without my own computer having relocated several hundred miles away from the tumour on the Thames, to where the air is actually clean.

A few blips online via housemate’s laptop in a wifi zone, but not enough to be comfortable with replying properly to those I let know I was still alive.  That to do now.  Work station (as in big metal blue & orange industrial workstation, about six foot by six by three in old money) finally put back together (Bang! Bang! Bang!) yesterday and computer today, with all those expletive deleted peripherals arrayed across it like various cuboid fungi.  At least the bloody thing worked first time, off and online.

This was practically last of everything that needed doing since the move.  Ever the way.

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