Seven Samurai

One Who Serves

The most violent blade is the thinest... Bushido is not Kobudo! Dignity when protecting sounds is fighting against music cognition, breaking any possibility of a core... Not the mainstream nor the hypecycle know how the underground metals get inside the liquid molecules of pulsation... Phobia is a sound perception of danger fragilized by confortable listening, a lion roar makes a citizen laugh or cry of pitty... Soundzoo for musics daimyo, how to disrupt the industrial Cage?

"This could be said about the whole history of thinking: It is absurd by what it seeks; great by what it finds." Paul Valéry

Moondog remembered the connection of syncope rythm and ritual synchronicity, beast's beat... Records as shuriken, thrown in the color of sound to meet its aimless... Needle in the record, swords sharpenned on the amboss... Collective hearing resists beyond Ford's cue, the brains of the octopus are in its tentacles the same way the cockroachs' are in their bellieKs... Joe Coleman shout in the bar to the old blind ear "If there is any chance of punishment or rewarding through sounds it is not on noise, but what noise lets trespass of a sense for the listenercomposer"... The wasteland relative of a disk jockey is the disk rider ... Won't be missed one casteless zen master, twelve ninjas, three geishas, four painters, nine politicians, five cookers, eight crookers in the ballroom on the April 24th... For the disonored ear there's always cotton swab arakiri...