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Spatial parking / Das wirkliche Blau

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As a 4 year old, yours truly is reported to have taken his parents on endless 'train rides' along the square pavement patterns of St. Marcus Square, Venice Italy. The journey ended nowhere, as the pattern would lead back into itself.

Maybe the first loop in this looped career.

For today let it be the loops of Burning Spears Ethiopians on the album quoted below.

Introducing the team / Imprint

wemo: reflective photographer, blog editor, no further details available

Sound technician: Dr. Mr. Hammerhead, LlD, Bsc, Hon. Prof. at Loops Technologies® Labs, Inc.

Blog theorist: Mr. Dr. Hammerhead, MD, PhD, Life Univ., Jane Austin TX

Production facilities: Canon Ixus & blogger@google.com

Archives: iPhoto, Cupertino CA & Ice Cube, Salzburg, Austria

Maintenance work: Apple Europe, Cork, Ireland, EU

Blog administration: Mister Mister, Associate Prof. for Blog studies at iLife® Univ., Apple, N. Y. – a.k.a. 'Blogwart'.

Irresponsible & tasteless puns by the backoffice crew, unless supplied by external links; then it's, highly more poetic: James Joyce Finnegan's Wake

All characters on this blog are entirely fictitious.

Stage hands, electricians, gaffers & riggers will be booked on location. Feel free to apply!

After your application, please note: Don't call us, we call you.

Designer lamp

I like the lamp.

But here's for a word from our favourite TV presenter, Bernd das Brot: "Eine Designerlampe: kostet so viel wie ein Kleinwagen und gibt so viel Licht wie eine Taschenlampe aus dem YPS-Heft".

To be seen in the background: one of the hot chefs of this popular Salzburg city venue, republic café.

Trance, or GOD is a Sound System

Sounds from the Burning Spear. Soul Jazz Records presents Studio 1 recordings by Burning Spear. SJR CD 101

It has been argued that GOD in the middle ages was SOUND. The sound of ringing bells over the villages and towns, bells to be heard in the forests far away from the villages. Music, church music, Gregorian chanting, organs filling the church space, resounding in the bodies of the believers.

Live sounds, no recordings whatsoever. It is now or never.

Imagine a black man from Jamaica, known as the Burning Spear.

take #1) I imagine him at a microphone in something like a speaker's cabin. No reverb, absolutely 'dry' acoustics. He is not singing, he is 'speaking', not rapping or toasting.

take #2) I imagine him with an electric bass, recording one single 'sound' that might become the back beat for Swellheaded. "Run, run, run, I will never run away".

take #3) I imagine him with a guitar doing that simple 'shuffle' that was to become the back bone of what is called roots reggae nowadays. Did he do it for hours together with a rhythm section? Did he do it for minutes by himself in the studio?

take #4) The Burning Spear at his sound system. Four tracks, eight tracks? I do not know, it doesn't matter. GOD matters, and GOD appears in the mixing process.

The Burning Spear of today is a wise, friendly old man, an eccellent live musician. Seemingly detached except for some addresses to the audience he presides a 'band', a rhythm sound machine, eine Wunschmaschine, a system that seems to function like a machinery, cog wheels connected by an invisible hand. Miles Davis's electric bands come to mind, early Talking Heads, James Brown's Jungle Groove. In this music, GOD is always nearby, no matter what 'contents' or 'message' may be involved, no matter what 'private' personality may have been involved with a man like James Brown.

Jah blessings, for an appointment with his majesty.

"Geht's noch?"