Lou Reed's Metal Machine

[mnaz]

Natural conclusion.
When the genre finally peaks
it will be a flying buttress of feedback.
Soaring cathedral of spent aural woe.
Dance on square waves, drink metal.
I need to know a pinnacle is out there,
like Alaska is still out there,
all deaf and hunched over.

[constantine]

synchronicity. i was listening to the underground when i was reading this. hip takes a while.

[Totenkopf]

Reed's bogus. Like about any NY ahhtiste.

Stick with the Ed Abbey rooots, mnaz, ah humbly suggest. If not Lyell and Darwin.

[mnaz]

but still..
when skill eventually melts into noise..
(as was foretold by the profits)
You have to admit, he may have a point.

[Totenkopf]

What happens, mnaz is that Kultur becomes a type of mafia. All over. Even here: it s not about creativity, but about control, insults, egotism. One reason I am not in lit. business.

Probably best to stick to non-fiction, and death to poets (or at least poetasters)--metaphorically speaking anyway.

[mnaz]

Kultur is the mafia.
Yes, well done. Couldn't have said it better myself.

How else would one account for one P. Hilton?
She is intelligent, much maligned.

[Totenkopf]

Even on the small-time boards one sees the Kultur wars, not to say the endlesss emotional manipulations common to poetasters.

Nearly enough to have some of us reach for like WO Quine.

[mnaz]

Emotional manipulations are bad, no?

[constantine]

happy birthday, my geologic friend!!!

[mnaz]

Thanks Dino!

I love rocks!