More Parade of Lost Souls Photos
Posted on November 3rd, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, images, output.
I found good photos of my recent show at the Parade of Lost Souls on Flickr, taken by a fellow called Craig Elliot. Click the thumbnails to be taken to the larger size. (they are available in sizes from tiny to freaking ginormous)
more in this photo set.
Parade of Lost Souls
Posted on October 29th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, video, images, output.
Last night, at the Parade of Lost Souls, Eightprime Arts had its public debut.
The show could not have pssibly gone better - thanks to Mercedes and all the crew for making it happen.
I got to sling light at a huge highschool wall for hours - the images were visible for blocks and I met some excellent people.
There are a couple of short videos linked from the images below. (video is quicktime format).
Upcoming
Posted on October 26th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, video, output.
I just got confirmed that, barring a typhoon, I will be running visuals as part of the Parade of Lost Souls on the Drive.
Screen grab
Posted on October 26th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, images, output.
upcoming appearance
Posted on October 19th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, video, output.
I will be mixing a 1 hour video set at the Soma Cafe on November 03.
The set will be part of the monthly open/inputs series, which I think is great.
More information to come as I get it - others will be playing, but I don’t know who they are. (I like the elements of randomness and mystery).
-w.
Splice
Posted on September 20th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, music, CreativeCommons, output, web.
I’ve signed myself up for the Splice online music remix and sound sharing service. Uploaded an old track called ‘punctuated equilibrium’ to see what [if anything] gets done with it. It’s a 2 minute track and my limited experience with the interface leads me to believe that might choke everything.
Anything that encourages community remix of Creative Commons material is good by me. Personally, I’m eager for the day when we can vat-grow designer organisms from Creative Commons licensed genetic templates. Until then - more music.
Expanding link selection
Posted on September 8th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, output, tech.
This software description from AcidGFX describes Pilgrim, which is the main tool I use for video compositing.
VJ resources in general will be accumulating in the sidebar for the next while.
garageband armada
Posted on September 6th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, music, CreativeCommons, output, web.
My friend AboxJ, who has done some remixing of my material on ccMixter has put up a few tracks at garageband.com which are gathering momentum.
Most of the reviews are positive (some are ecstatic)- check the links below to hear the tracks and read the musings of the intercontinental peanut gallery.
fresh remixes
Posted on September 5th, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, music, CreativeCommons, output, web.
I got a note in my mailbox today from EFX who has dropped a couple of remixes into the stream at ccMixter. Both are good but
I Rise Above is excellent.
glitch-hop indeed.
Output - New poem up at CCMixter
Posted on March 22nd, 2006 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, CreativeCommons, words, output.
I’ve recorded a new thing and it lives here now.
Lifeboat was written in response to this article by James Lovelock in which he opines:
We are in a fool’s climate, accidentally kept cool by smoke, and before this century is over billions of us will die and the few breeding pairs of people that survive will be in the Arctic where the climate remains tolerable.
.
I had a strong reaction to this bit of news.
Around the same time I became aware of the luminous swine and the stomolophus nomurai.
In loose concert with the other contents of my head, this is the result.
-w.
Thumping Screamies
Posted on November 12th, 2005 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, output.
[intro]
[start bens drums]
[start onion]
untitled poem for a pending global interrupt
ecstatic junction
rapture function
singular
lifted up
or out and into switching valence graded higher levels
a flick of the switch
a click of the dice
and we’re out to beat the devil
revel detailed in the language of the chromosome
linked eusocially
subconscious throbbing metronome
autopoetic feeding
memevoric
schools of thought
just what we is
is just as much about what we is not
[start thumb shuffle]
and in a moment
another moment
momentarily
is of no moment
while we live out our mortality
in extended flash nostalgia dream sequences
filter feel remember though
this is not what you think it is
or what you speak it is
or what you hear it is
or what you want
this living is tricky business
yes it is
this is not what you think it is
or what you speak it is
or what you want
this living is tricky business
yes it is
spin the big gyre of the system wide ecliptic
complex extruded through the work of
noosphere field observers
and if it seems that this communication is cryptic
remember that though it’s about the world
it’s only words
so we miss things
[end big onion]
[start robots]
striving senseless beast brain brutal
against the constraints of the organism
the roots of the fracture schism
the loops of the feedback jitter
[start contemplating massive]
the proofs of the whole big picture
the foolish desperate lifelines
we pin our dreams on
our foolish schemes on
the thin edge of a precipice
going going
rolling deep
gone
[end massive]
[start thumb]
Brownian motion
lessons effected
through autonomy modules
stochastic metastasis
spreading abandonment
losing a hold on the what fors
rowing with one oar up
round in circles
[start plucked]
subtract from the cacophony
a pattern seemly meta stable
viscid liquid flow
exploding roses
machine elf fables
of cydonian canals
and eat me
written on biscuits
[start uglies]
time and time again I’ve said
to the people rise up rise up
but the people don’t hear
they just cackle and chatter
corrupt corrupt corrupt
time and time again I’ve cried
it’s time it’s time it’s time
and the people all the people
screaming people seething people
screeching gimme gimme gimme what’s mine
[second plucked]
sitting selling thinking up ideas for display
praying to the idiot gods before we
stab and swear and struggle through the bloody day to day
chanting out our shiftless torpid litany
let me be a healthy animal
and keep all peril from my back yard
perish the thought of the rotten underside
and keep me please so far from harm
[end uglies]
i don’t know you one from one another one
for me it don’t matter much where you came from
inspired respire
expire spent at the end of things
here in the meantime
breathe with me
[end plucked]
that’s it keep steady
infest the flow
one to another one
brutal
steady simplicity
see how we roll
two oscilators
we’re off and moving
i
need
two
oscillators
[start wasp]
i’m still on fire
got a slow hot burn
more like magma
than a bolt of cold lightning
incandescent
rock melt red churning
boldly explosive
and a little bit frightning
like a grenade in your hand
when you can’t find the pin
like finding grim death
in innocent sin
like biting a fruit
that bites back at your tongue
like the glorious rage
of the mad and the young
like the look in the eye
of delicate prey
is this blaze in my gut
that just won’t go
away
[end wasp]
that’s it keep steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
when the bass drops out
that’s it keep it steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
here we go
that’s it keep steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
when the bass drops out
that’s it keep it steady
one to another one
heavy heavy steady
here we go
[outro]
Obstetrics in Gehenna
Posted on July 8th, 2005 by eightprime.
Categories: blog, words, output, socio.
July 08, 2005
the headlines read:
Mobiles capture blast aftermath.
on the web page of the bbc
lower down bottom right just before it goes all to text blurbs
it’s
Cuddly toys in wheelchairs inspire schoolchildren.
remote sensor line of sight into tunnels underground
burned crowds staggering in orderly fashion towards light
a little flatscreen data package slice of life
distant instants lifting spirits
at least it wasn’t me I guess
and isn’t that stuffed monkey cute
to the left of the human interest toy story soft monkey
the words
terror bombs
shiver in a rictus grin
column opposite,
Game review:
God of War is a triumphant effort
that oozes goodness
I kid you not.
this is
the news
today.