cosmosis': martian blues
vs. logic bomb's
computers & microprocessors
(parasense remix)...
i close my eyes and
reimagine playing
the basic chords
of the trinity of blues:
D...
A...
E...
with the top E-string
being tapped...
and the A chord being
uplifted from
the rigidity...
and the D chord:
with an odd tapping pinky
finger...
oh i have the basics in hand...
less in the ear
to craft a replica...
other than
equivalent to a jingle-jive-
grandma-gonna-live-till-she's-90!
sort of groove...
i can play link wray's:
rumble...
if that's you,
toying with an unravelling of G...
i don't know you:
well, i dough do...
pretending to be eating
with a wooden spin on
a spoon
using a copper fork's
worth of eye-lash daggers...
and then you sit back and watch
the football...
odd... isn't it...
black sabbath
never actually made it
into a riff category or replica...
but the technicality
of
e |--- 0 --- 0 --- 0 ---
B|--- 0 --- 0 --- 0 ---
G|--- 0 --- 0 --- 0 ---
D|--- 0 --- 3 --- 0 ---
A|--- 0 --- 0 --- 2 ---
E |---1 --- 0 --- 0 ---
E(1)
D(3),
A(2)...
you can do you "little" smoke
on the water riffing like
marking scrap metal *******...
or you can take your time
to pause...
and making citations
concerning a funeral pagan pyre...
and they do begin
with deep purples
smoke on the water riff...
or white stripes' seven nation
army...
or... what's that other
one?
ah!
system of the down aerials!
almost the "same" ****
but somehow always a "different"
cover...
no... i never exactly learned
how to play a guitar...
but i could tune one for you...
evidently my ears didn't
actually experience a stampede of
elephants on my ear-drums...
but a classic blues
beginning with only a beginning
an nothing else?
D, A, E...
unlike the genesis
of black sabbath within the confines
of
E1, D3, A2...
that became the twang!
twing!
twong!
no technical terminology
welcome:
but i'm sure you do something
twisting
with the chord upon A
in the blues reflection...
three cord punk is:
gasp...
huh?!
punk is no genesis
of escaping the shackles of mozart!
E?
oh yeah, the upper E string...
something akin
to drop-D tuning...
a grr paragraphase...
a growl and all less inviting manifests...
can't exactly mistake or escape
the modern focus on beat...
a heart away from a soul
in what's expressed by
classical music woodwinds and
delicate touches of harps,
and...
can we please allow
jazz an anomaly status...
to tease: a black priv. of cultural expression?
the buzz-feed buzzing fed no one
sort of attitude?
jazz is a black man's
classical music...
sooner or later it wouldn't
matter with rap-quasi-apology...
funky boy has
as an "albino" narrator working
against him...
you get my drift?
coltraine is a beethoven...
and i actually can't work
within the mind of a beethoven thinking,
or not thinking, about a future...
i get it: applause for the stalemate!
we gonna see the leaning tower of
Pisa any time soon...
or just a ******* baobab tree?!
i'd settle for a bonsai if you
only allowed me to squint my eyes
while smoking marijuana!
and yes! i would have told you
that i've seen a tiger passing my vicinity...
having only, in your eyes,
only chanced a cat!
music has never experienced
"too many" letter encodings...
there are 26 in an english intellect,
composed, such, that there be
a "concern" for a silent mind...
give me... e, E, A, B, G, D:
hey presto! a... lullaby!
and this integration of and
a differentiation of letters is...
stable ground to take simple pleasures from?
D, A, E: that's a chord progression
of blues...
i can't replicate what Uba blues
looks like using only A & E strings...
but E1, D3, A2 is a black sabbath
genesis...
don't have the whizz-kid
fingers to tell you more,
or ambition to entertain
a reproductive opposite-artefact...
so...
what is distubring is
that when s. beckett cited likewise...
i was the one completely ignorant
of music representation
in the encoding frame without
a need for public disclousure...
salon intellect? is that what
you might have called them?
no smarter than you:
just more stupid to have achieved
a way to confiscate
such... disclosures;
uninhibited types...
almost akin to
a day: and no typo?
a day wasted.
the 21st century had to come
by flaying or force,
without a video shortcrust impetus...
akin to writing...
something: worth -
if not waiting for...
then at least something,
worth, delaying -
to mind a compedium of
the sift people, who
care for all immediacy
an no castles in the skies
having invested in
a delay of lost health...
esp. that of the mind...
which:
cannot exactly attain
creativity in degeneracy, simultaneously.