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------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- what is there to think about. nothing. no need. nobody listens. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- i am the invisable inside your frame. you don't need to give me the attention. i give it to myself, thats the reason that you don't see me. even when you look. and it is ok. because i am visible to my self. and i don't see you. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- it is impossible to control this scheme. still, it is being controled. some times by me. sometimes by you, or somebody else. just with out the awareness... ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- only the past, or, how to say, the future, when we will tell each other what we understood from the experience of this present, will tell us how it really works. and even this can not be the reality. because memory is a vague and personal thing, and full of new interests. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- you can kill me now. and you will not know if you did it for real. because i will not be around. and maybe i was not around even when you looked at me in the eyes. and maybe i said something that you thought to be critical when i was just amusing myself. without looking at you. or thinking how would you perceive what i'm saying. ------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------------------but in this age. communication ends. i talk to the wall of knowledge. an outside knowledge. not an inner one. there is no place for this in our times. romanticism is dead. children are free and grownups since the beginning of their lives. nobody say the no out loud. but for some reason there is no place for yes anymore. people are fed up. don't need. no need. don't choose. no choice. don't look or listen. no image and no sound. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- right? ------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------------------right now i think, and, want to believe, that, it is complete bullshit. ------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------------------but still. the time that passes, until i get some comment for what i say, proves me, that everything that i write here is true. time is irrelevant for feelings. we live in our brain shells, and comfort ourselves with company of people that we can sleep with, so we could be shut down in the end of a day. after talking only to ourselves. (june24-08) ------------------------------------------------------------ --------------------------------------------------
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________________Mikael Szafirowski is riding the bicycle in a piece for the spring festival in Den Haag conservatory ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- SOME WORDS ABOUT MYSELF:______________________________________ ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- grew up in Haifa, Israel. played classical piano in a conservatory till age of 18. went to the army. went out of the army after a year. bought a recording machine and started to overdubb channels of synthesysers and vocals. several years later, after trying to find a teacher that will not dig in my head old testimonies of Palestrina, i bought a computer, and developed my tracks. today i can call them- "tape pieces", because they get more and more far from being songs. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- Now days, i live in Den Haag, the Netherlands, studying composition in the royal conservatory with Yannis Kyriakides, Martijn Padding, Cornelis de Bondt, Diderick Hakma Waagner, and Gilius van Berger. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- I play in the band Gamila, some elcetronic progressive music, with Ofer Smilanski (laptop), Yamila Rios Manzanares (cello&delay), Steindor Kristenson (laptop), and Michiel Clause (drums). ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- I play in the band No Habla Catalan some improvised uniqe sounded music, with Mikael Szafirowski (guitar) and Yedo Gibson (tenor saxophone). www.myspace.com/nohablacatalan ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- I play and conduct with the Royal Improvisers Orchestra of Den Haag. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- and... i continue on making tape pieces. I record instruments and players, sessions on analog equipment from the conservatory, record the street, and write pieces for other musicians to perform. ------------------------------------------------------------ -------------------------------------------------- I LIKE THE NOISE. I LIKE THE SILENCE. I LIKE THE MEANINGLESS. I LIKE THE MEANINGFUL MUSIC. (when nothing happens.... apart from.)