Monday 1 September 2008

rinse 0a

Pigeonhead rushed onto facebook as if some sort of news would have broken out, but there was nothing much of note. And then on to the guardian, but that was still no better. what was happening?

The only constantly new stuff to be found was on the radio, on the so-called pirate channels. What was once clearly pirate eventually became more legitimate, but the pirate spirit continued. The only way to guarantee new content would be to produce it yourself. And so millions of creators set about making new abstractions for transfer and exchange.

When the voice of the dj is lost behind the sound of the vocal track, there's just a cheapness to the sound of it all, the legitimacy of the pirate. And when the kids shout on the street, there's a fear struck into the mind of all who have been exposed to the stories of irrational violence.

Words fall like this while eyes fall shut and the head falls back.

Is there any hot chocolate?

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