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Talking to Artaud

Outline: I'm not yet sure how to write this one down. Have a listen to the soundtrack....thanks.
edited version:

Spoken quotation. Spontaneous reclassification. Form castration. We know the dosage of soul, of sensibility, of marrow. Deterioration inflicts the appetite to not exist. Interlude of imbecilities, abdication, renunciations. Obtuse encounters with crippled representational victory. A paralysis to babble from a rottenness of reason, rupture, in the spasms. Design us new houses. Engage in remaking the secret, the intimate, the absolute assimilation of my pain. Athleticism of the soul achieved by screaming hieroglyphs. A breath, sacred and fantastic massacred the the the the is is. Secrets menace the top of the lungs. The very violence of the death has blocked respiration obstructions revealing intoxication. The spectacle will be calculated from beginning to end like a language.

An excruciating abstinence. A sense of futility fertility virginity vitality frailty infidelity fugative fragility figurative the limbo of a nightmare. The soul deserts language or language has deserted mine and destroys itself without end. Menineniimememeinimenei mmonnnymommonymonotony onotony monotome to my monotonous us us our equilibrium of the flesh. Put up new shelves. Emancipation of my self. If only one could taste one’s void. Imperceptible whispered transformations, forming form nations a grotesque elongated tongue. Mutilation of a perfect notion no nation amputation blew me away but optimism is the only option optimism ptimism timism imism misim ism sm m is the only option the lonely potion the prisim the option the tion the perfect prison hteet ruoy neewteb-ni sdrow ees ot tnaw I elims ruoy edisrednu eht no flesym ees ot tnaw I ecaf ruoy ees ot tnaw I want to find your language and will speak until you find mine.














Spoken cultural quotation. A spontaneous reclassification, form castration. We know the dosage of soul, of sensibility, of marrow. Deterioration inflicts [breath] the appetite to not exist. Interlude of imbecilities, abdi[breath]cation, renunciations. Obtuse encounters with crippled representational victory. A paralysis to [breath] babble from a rottenness of reason, rupture, in the spasms. Design us new houses. [breath] Engage in remaking the secret, the intimate, the absolute assimilation of my pain. Athleticism of the soul [breath] achieved by screaming hieroglyphs. A breath, [breath] sacred and fantastic massacred the the the the is is. Secrets menace the top of the lungs. The very violence of the death [breath] rattle has blocked respiration obstructions revealing in[breath]toxication. The spectacle will be calculated from beginning [breath] to end like a language,

optimism optimism optimism optimism ptimism timism imism mism ism sm m

an excruciating abstinence. A sense of futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility futility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility fertility virginity virginity virginity virginity virginity virginity virginity virginity virginity vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality vitality frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty frailty fragility fragility fragility fragility fragility fragility fragility fragility fragility fragility fugative fugative fugative fugative fugative fugative fugative fugative fugative fugative figurative figurative figurative figurative figurative figurative figurative figurative futility futility futility futility futility futility futility the limbo of a nightmare. [breath] The soul deserts language or language has deserted mine. Or language has. Or [breath] or [breath] language has deserted and destroys itself without [breath] end.

I. I am. I am standing. I am standing here. I am standing here talking. I am standing here talking forever

menineniimememeinimeneimmonnnymommonymonotony onotony monotome to my [breath] monotonous us us our equilibrium of the flesh, Put up new shelves emancipation of my [breath] self. If only one could taste one’s void. Imperceptible whispered trans[breath]formations, forming form nations a grotesque [breath] elongated tongue. [breath] mutilation of a perfect notion no, nation ampu[breath]tation blew me away but optimism is the only option optimism is the only option the lonely po[breath]tion the prisim the option the tion the perfect prison hteet ruoy neewteb-ni sdrow ees ot tnaw I elims ruoy edisrednu eht no flesym ees ot tnaw I ecaf ruoy ees ot tnaw I want to find your language and will speak until you find mine.
Ian Gould
[Sun Mar 30, 2008 8:58 pm]
I think I like this? My eyes are spinning and my head is throbbing. I feel like I've been watching a strobe.
You do raise the interest. I shall return to this when I have recovered.

Worth it's weight. Enjoyed.

Ian
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silva_danca
[Sun Mar 30, 2008 9:10 pm]
giggle. thanks ian!
i'm having difficulties uploading the sound - i think the file size is too big, i'll try it again tomorrow, anyway it's good to get reactions minus the sound version,
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arthurian
[Thu Apr 03, 2008 9:19 pm]
Hi Hannah - I think this is obviously a performance piece - although there could be a way to make a picture with itt.
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carrieann
[Fri Apr 04, 2008 1:52 am]
Difficult - there is no soundtrack. Very briefly, I think some of this would sound great - especially the optimism through to mimimism part - and as a lot of it is about interpreting language, the incomprehensible part (on paper) should fit in well with the final line. I really can't see how it would work as a written piece unless cut quite severely. I like how the everyday, home improvement style images, jump out amongst the deeper, more complex, interspective thoughts. Maybe the block repetition in the second stanza is a bit much. Would prefer it broken up if kept.
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morrigan
[Fri Apr 04, 2008 8:46 am]
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I want to find your language and will speak until you find mine.


caccacacccaaacccaaa ... entirely from my badly decomposed memory, where he descends [title in mind here] ... oh bugger, i'm going to have to look it up.

"I told you I have lost my speech, but that is no reason for you to persist in speaking ..."

HOWEVER, i feel more that you're linking to the end of 'all writing is pigshit, the finality, for me, mirroring "then all this will be accepted, and I shall have no further need to speak" ... ooooooooooooooooo, ok, now i see it, or rather 'this is what i see': you've bookended that section, highlighted, are working with, what's between the two quotes above ... maybe not, ho hum, maybe so, answering, interpenetrating, interrogating one of artaud's most impassioned 'speeches' ... the madness of language and the language of madness, osmoticised via that lubricated membrane, p'raps this (your piece) forms part of the membrane.

ooooooooooooooook.

i really don't like the word 'cultural' in the opening line, and that's because i hate the actual word 'culture', the concept of culture itself i find oppressive, the people (mostly) who use the word (on radio 4) tend to be gobshites, intent on artistic and creative atrophy. it's such a loaded term now, but maybe that's what you're saying, regards 'form castration', dosages of soul, sensibility, etc. v difficult tho, to use the language of oppression/repression in order to illuminate the struggle of resistance. i mean, what do you think? how easy is it to run when you've got one foot caught in the trap? lol, back to all writing is pigshit, of course ... so moving on [yes, i am saying two different things at the same time] ...

'representational victory', i like that, you've rounded the idea off nicely with the calculation of spectacle, i feel, and there's an illusion/allusion to the 'nature' of being w/in 'the the the is is' - this, thesis, etc.

the isms, oh, made me think of post structuralism, feminism, surrealism, i hate isms, they suck the opt (optical, optimum) out of optimism.

back to that first stanza for a minute ... do you think the my in 'my pain' dilutes it at all, the personal pronoun kinda making the thought a little flabby?. similarly, 'soul' and 'screaming', they just read a little flat to me, a wee bit cliche, but i liked words such as 'altheticism' [connection with atheism], the phrase 'design us new houses', many more.

regarding the excruciating absence para, that had a very distinct rhythm when i read it, sounded like a train on tracks, sometimes changing, as they do when they go across points and shift direction, plus there's the issue of the circular journey, hey ho, ain't that the truth.

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I. I am. I am standing. I am standing here. I am standing here talking. I am standing here talking forever


how important is the 'standing'? if/when you are standing, during a performance, then it will make complete sense, but in the reading, well, you're simply talking, in fact, you're writing. difficult. i like the way it builds, yet i wonder if the focus is/could be more direct, with regard to the 'i', 'am', 'here', which, to my mind, connects with the next bit more securely ...

men, me in, monotony, ontology, monotone - god knows, lol, what one person extracts from a piece can be entirely distinct from what was intended, never quite worked out if that was a good or bad thing.

'equilibrium of the flesh' + 'put up new shelves', oh yes, very nice. i guess i would've gone for polution instead of potion, avoided tasting the void (although the tongue was nice), and the nation/notion thing, for me, was quite late in its development, left me wondering/wandering about the places (mental) we choose to live/are incarcerated in and how they're related to language and our use/expression/etc.

overall tho, from the top, yeah, the corruption/corpulence of language, how and why it's lost its ability, taking ours along with it, the suffocation, one person's struggle to actually breath life into the damn thing and use it for the purposes of communication ... i do feel this 'poem' would always end where it began in title, with the cacaacaaacaaa, so yes. interesting there's no grief, which is possibly why that 'my' bothers me, it makes it too self observational.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, i can't imagine that's made any sense at all.

regs

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silva_danca
[Sun Apr 06, 2008 10:38 am]
hey, finally got the audio up, i had to re-make it as it was too large a file b4,
thankyou for your comments,
i'll be back to answer properly soon,
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Logicus tracticus
[Mon Apr 07, 2008 10:11 am]
Just listing, to it now, sounds great on headphones. would imagine it would come acrossed even better in a auditorium, must have taken a fair while to mix, and can see why it took a long time to upload.

should warn carrieann its Difficult - even with soundtrack, and advise those who may not have read this to at least listen to itas the printed words, pale into insignificance,against the sound track, to me parts sound like how the "three witches would sound round the cauldron" the immediacy of hubble of voices of plotting comes across well in places. The section around Secrets menace the top of the lungs. The very violence of the death [breath] rattle has blocked also is striking, think the balance of cross-over to the words.

Must ask which film the piano sound bit that come and goes from, sounds familiar to me or the voice does but it mirrors very well the underlying tone to the work

As to criticism to the written presentation or as you said early on
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The spectacle will be calculated from beginning to end like a language.

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Logicus tracticus
[Mon Apr 07, 2008 10:27 am]
needed to submit as computer was about to crash did not want to lose..

back to presentation of the words, can't see how they could be laid down on the page, specially the bits around
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Or language has. Or [breath] or [breath] language has deserted and destroys itself without [breath] end.
perhaps increasing and decreasing textual size and form,

likewise with the circulating bits. another way of representing them could be by misplacements of ltetres bteween the fsirt and lsat as the eye may still see the jmbule but the brain will still read the right word as long as its spelt with all the right letters, and the first and last are in the right position hence cant do it with three lettered words...

Enjoyed really enjoyed, have listened to it three or four times while I wrote done the comments, so it works very well to me as a work... [/i]
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silva_danca
[Tue Apr 08, 2008 11:02 am]
thankyou logi, that's helpful. I like your idea about changing the font size, i haven't tried that before, and jumbling the letters would work in some places too i think, thank you.

Thanks Carrie, Athurian and morri for your comments. Carrie, i think you're right about the repetitive parts, I changed that in my edit, though i'm not yet happy with the piece on paper/screen,

Morri thanks for your reading of it, it did make sense! the my/culture/soul/screaming are coming from the parts I stole from Artaud, p 95 got used, p272, and "if only one could taste one's void -84, i'm afraid there wasn't much of a system to it, i think i just flicked through and picked bits to use. it needs editing now, in light of 2008, now words like "soul" "void" etc have become cliches...
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Ian Gould
[Tue Apr 08, 2008 2:43 pm]
From headspinning read to breathless performance piece.
My Neanderthal brain may not understand it but I thoroughly enjoyed the flow and stutter of tongue dancing words.
Wonderful.

Ian
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morrigan
[Tue Apr 08, 2008 4:53 pm]
is that taken from 'to have done with the judgment of god'?

really like the way you've played with the stereo in some parts, particularly when the voice sounds like feet ... and the tongue is very apparent, to my ears, almost wingish, but then, in places, you switch to lips. ahem. ok, well, what this makes me think about is the different areas speech arises from, guttish, tripping lightly out of the mouth, caught in the throat, etc. it's strangely hypnotic.

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

i hope you leave it up so i can have another hear.
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Carson [<18]
[Thu Apr 17, 2008 9:58 pm]
I've been reading/watching this.

Somehow I got the soundtrack on my ipod and I listened to it during my study period this morning. Twas very impressive, but I'm still thinking about it.

I hope I'll be back shortly (not that that means anything), but justa say I enjoyed for now.

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silva_danca
[Fri Apr 18, 2008 9:49 am]
thanks guys!
i'll leave it up - it's now up on a new website, check out http://www.londonpoetrysystems.com/LPS/Hannah_Silva_-_Talking_to_Artaud.html
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