Year: 2015

Cat Links disquiet junto / sounds / tracks

[track] Parallel Memories [disquiet0207-remixingmarilli]

The records you make don’t freeze so much as liquify time. As with Michel, 1983 was a pivotal musical year for me, too, so this week’s challenge fired a wonderful cascade of memories.

Playing with the tonal and harmonics filters in Paulstretch, I stretched each of the three 32-year old samples to 32x their original length (and M1 also to 64x)a few times.…

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[track] Life In Candid Wonder (The Cost Of Future Tense) [Disquiet0202-CostOfFreedom]

“Creating is living doubly.”
Jean-Paul Sartre

This was the third Disquiet Junto project that revolved around Bassel Khartabil Safadi, a coder, artist and free-expression pioneer wrongfully jailed by Syria, his home country, for “harming state security.” In October, he was transferred to a secret location, and his whereabouts as of this writing are unknown.…

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Cat Links real life / words

[words] deposition reflections

copter study 06282015c

Truth over time becomes elusive – and relative – so lawyers ply their trade in the fuzziness of memory. Justice relies on absolute truth, and pursuit of it is mere human invention – absurd and Sisyphean as any other attempt to stanch the entropy of the universe.

Yesterday, after four hours of being probed, prodded, picked apart and piecemealed by opposing counsels, I walked out of my attorney’s office thinking of Kurt Vonnegut’s observation that “only humankind is running out of time.”…

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Cat Links poetry / words

[words] since i heard the sun

04 july 2015

It’s been a long time since
I heard the sun
Call my name
It’s been a long time
since
I was supposed to
Find my way
Since
I felt needed
Slept through the night
Saw any form of
promised land

moon shot 092715a

Dreams take me high
And leave me lovely
(but) also falling
[terrified]
judged outside
turned inside
At the back door
On a front line

sky runs red
darkness visible
Blood runs red
empty streets

sunset brooklyn 092215b

It’s been a long time
since
I heard the sun
call my name
It’s been a long time
since
I could find
my way

you can still be a refugee
in a place you cannot escape
dissolve into a clandestino
with nowhere to go

backyard sunset 06252015a

Don’t fall silent now
You are not forgotten ones
Chasing rays
Crying for the sun
To fight the war inside

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