Inspired by this post on Desire and its place in Godard’s bio-and creative-sputtering out during his oldest living enfant terrible as eminence grise period I dare to share this sonic piece that just popped into my email box
57690 evanescence
We listen as a failing fluorescent tube in a hotel bathroom
somewhere struggles against time to keep the mercury vapor
glowing as its cathode undergoes its final moments. The
recording is passed through a number of convolutions, making
it a poignant swan song for an age of excited gasses.
Inspired by this post on Desire and its place in Godard’s bio-and creative-sputtering out during his oldest living enfant terrible as eminence grise period I dare to share this sonic piece that just popped into my email box
57690 evanescence
We listen as a failing fluorescent tube in a hotel bathroom
somewhere struggles against time to keep the mercury vapor
glowing as its cathode undergoes its final moments. The
recording is passed through a number of convolutions, making
it a poignant swan song for an age of excited gasses.
http://nula.cc/57690