sound and image.simple design:
representation & small statement that either resonates or vanishes.
Zak Ryan Schlegel
8.7.12
As we plunge into the future we leave a trail of momentary vapor in our wake. Alone in our showers our gaping mouths take deep inhalations beneath the water. Its rushing liquid trail traces the shape of our face and gives us a slight experience of drowning. Alive, we awake with the greeting of a slight death.
5.10.12
The moment when ones mind is ripped from its body, hovers lightly above it all, and catches brief glimpses of dark shapes moving beneath the lights in a way that reveals details of exactly what’s going on. Through the speeding and incoherent vessel of time you are physically crowded and emotionally singular.
4.11.12
Strange is the feeling of singularity. You are alone, a solitary creature. Looking back, you see the great distance between yourself and the former.
4.8.12
On rare occasion certain musical arrangements have the great power of triggering a deep sense of nostalgia while simultaneously provoking overwhelming anticipation. Existing in some marvelous void where the gravity of trend holds no authority, this music is self-made with a tasteful and often simple urgency. Composed of a sincere regard for the past, its command of the present, and a distinct conviction of the future, this music transcends convention. Introducing PINS, a musical enigma suspended above the status quo, charting their great reveal.
download: PINS - Eleventh Hour and anxiously await their release.
4.7.12
Dip beneath the surface of a body of water and the sensation of sound quiets and obscures. Though the source seems further the corporeal experience is heightened. It is an indescribable feeling of being both distant and intimate simultaneously. If we can apply this drifting in and out of intensities and distances we can be everywhere at once. Omnipresent, ubiquitous, and infinite, we endure.
download: Porcelain Raft/Strange Weekend
4.6.12
‡Paris Jones - Take Care (Drake “Trill Alternative”)
Strange to think there are songs made to pacify nearly every human emotion yet there are so few actual people to carry out the promises made by them. While music has been credited with speaking a universal language, the speaker remains anonymous. Actualized, digitized, emotionalized and abandoned-a shallow language of absent speakers.
4.6.12
Examine the sharpness of the objects that surround you and realize everything is dangerous. Examine their many surface levels, their shape, their texture, and realize each object can in one instance harm and in another heal. From what vantage point do we judge the objects that appear to threaten us?
3.28.12
One frame. One singular focus. Slow motion film noir. Stark in composition. Vacant and obvious.
3.21.12
Woolfian contemplation:
Up at dawn with a sense of possibility. Thinking this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. However it’s not the beginning. It is happiness. This moment.
3.16.12
Draw your name with your body. Let go of having to say everything all of the time.
3.14.12
‡K.P. & Envyi - Shorty Swing My Way (Balam Acab Remix)
Somehow, somewhere, in some strange sci-fi fantasyland an ominously handsome digitized creature impregnated an r&b songstress and gave birth to an androgynous, rhyme spitting, stammer-voiced enchantress. Invisible and intoxicating, it spellbinds like the greek sirens–gripping, transfixing, and sedating all within its earshot until each victim lies in an eternally shimmering, bass-thumping melt.
3.14.12
Young Wonder - Flesh (SertOne Remix)
Pouring oneself inward rather than outward can sometimes be more gratifying. Dropping a ladder into the deep well of the self, climbing downward and allowing anything exterior to remain divided by the bodily vessel. Invalidate time and become vacant to the exterior.
3.11.12
Chelsea Burgin - Fade Into You (Mazzy Star Cover)
Two numbers that are insoluble. Variables indivisible. Irresolute and continuing to echo like an endless wave of sound vibrating beyond any tangible boundary. There is something in words that should make truth by it all but doesn’t. There is no decoding it. A conclusion is never to be reached. Incapable, the body dissolves.
3.8.12
Sinking into a heavy-dripping R&B acid trip. Losing physical form to a black hole whose suction pulls the fleshy shape off the bones and leaves a phantom figure to drift freely atop the crest of the rhythmic waves left in its voided wake.
purchase: Evy Jane/12” or digital
3.5.12
“What you live for…” Four ambiguous unpunctuated words repeated and finally halted by the response sunlight. In a period where each day falls among us with its monotonous rhythm pounding into our souls, the splendid golden dazzle of the sun may in fact be exactly what we live for.
download: Pop Winds/The Turquoise
anticipate: Pop Winds/Earth to Friend out March 27th
