Archive for July, 2017

Zeitgeist Spam: Think of Trump and those who support him when you read this: reposted from the New Inquiry

AMIDST a string of pat introductory reflections to his recent book, Hitler’s American Model, which tracks the influence of American race law on the drafting of the Nazi Nuremberg Laws, James Q. Whitman makes one that is revealing. The crimes of the Nazis, he writes, are the “nefandum,” a Latin word that denotes the unsayable, by which he means unfathomably evil. According to Whitman, the function of this unsayability is the maintenance of a “dark star”—his image, not mine—against which modern liberal democracies orient their own actions and histories. The point of Hitler’s American Model, then, is to bring the very often spoken horrors of the Holocaust—in this case the legal apparatus that enabled a genocidal state—into contact with the also unsayable, and surely less said, international influence of United States race laws.

Source: Zeitgeist Spam: Think of Trump and those who support him when you read this: reposted from the New Inquiry

Otata, August 2017

semi di lino —
si arrotola alla tenda
il vento estivo 

summer wind
rolling around the curtains


brucio l’incenso
nella stanza in penombra —
solstizio estivo

burning incense
in the shaded room
summer solstice


– Elisa Bernardinis


Santoka’s Love by Scott Watson

Otata August 2017 issue


Sabine Miller & Carole Kim :: otoliths issue 46 of the southern winter 2017

Sabine Miller & Carole Kim

Of Music Stands and Mushroom Breaths

I imagine Arvo Part gestating in a church bell and raised by a village of solemn angels. John Luther Adams in a mushroom patch. Annie Lennox at the airport. Nina Simone, the slow current of a cypress grove. Beethoven in the foreshadow of the bomb.

My neighbor’s mother grew up in Northern Germany during the war. When she was seven, her school was hit during an air raid. The teacher took most of the kids down to the basement shelter. My neighbor’s mother ran the other way, toward where her mother worked, toward where her mother was running toward her, a small grey figure amidst the leveled landmarks.

There’s that grainy video of a group of men in Syria digging out a tiny, buried child: They’re shouting directives and Allahs, swiftly clearing around first the head then the arms…It takes about six minutes, and the child touches his eye and whimpers and is whisked away. The men cheer, a birth from and to the brotherhood of dust.

I think James Brown was the magic bean planted in magic soil. Snarky Puppy came from democracy; Miriam Makeba, magma; John Lennon, our collective dream. The girl and her mother lived long, rarely apart after that day. Ghandi said something about becoming humbler than the dust. I want to be carved by a river. Ink lines fuse and spore.

Source: otoliths

Archie Shepp – Alone Together – YouTube

Mal and Archie Quartet 1981 Detroit Jazz Festival – YouTube

sharing this extraordinary gift from a friend who is far away ~

Charles Trenet – BOUM – YouTube

Charles Trenet – La Mer – YouTube

pour Betty ~

Kim Min-ki: The Mountain Peak (English Subtitles) 김민기 봉우리 영어자막 – YouTube

Agostino e Giovanna on Vimeo

inni in vani

Cat Stevens – I Want To Live In A Wigwam – YouTube