at the festival

image: detail of joseph grigely’s in what way wham? / mass moca

Overheard at the Experimental Music Festival (Thursday Night Edition)

It’s in ancient Greek and you would not understand…

Oh, John has such a refined ear—he can tell you if it’s in the seventh…

I have my own studio. I’m poor, but I make beautiful, intricate pieces…

They handmake the bagels and they sell out quickly. If you get there by 10am you might be able to get one…

Yes, it’s my fifth or sixth time at the festival…

Look they’re playing pvc pipes…

It’s time to dance…

My ancestors were not stars…

They’re dead.

What I’m Reading:

“no está desafinado, es un cuarto de tono”

(“it’s not out of tune, it’s a quarter tone”)

— Tarta Relena / from Tarta Relena’s Bandcamp site

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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