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ArteBorghese

This Thing of Darkness I Acknowledge Mine

About Me

E N V I R O M E N T A L--P O L L U T I O NI edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4 (www.strikefile.com/myspace)

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 3/17/2006
Band Website: arteborghese.googlepages.com
Band Members:
Influences: The calls of street vendors. Trains in motion. Machineries.
Sounds Like: Ghosts in the backroom. Voices in the wires. Interferences. White noise. The ear of Dyonisos. Eavesdropping the dead. Deranged Krautrock. Akufen of the deaf. Bad radio. Disembodied spoken word. Echo galore. White punks on meds. Electric crickets in a summer afternoon. What the thunder said. Rattlesnakes in a bin. Jojouka through the flanger. The breathing of machinery. Synthesizer Ouija board. A summoning of the living.
Type of Label: None

My Blog

il Treno Preparato di John Cage al MamBo (Bologna)

ab: "crash,"ab: "fssssssssssssssssssss"ab: "annuncio ferroviario"guardiana museo: "scusi, non si può toccare!"ab: "è un piano preparato, volevo ascoltare i suoni".guardiana museo: "non si può!."ab: "...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Sun, 22 Jun 2008 01:25:00 PST

machines ejaculate poetry


Posted by ArteBorghese on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 12:32:00 PST

The Prodigal Son (from the scrapbook)


Posted by ArteBorghese on Tue, 27 May 2008 10:34:00 PST

Der Blutharsch

Der Blutharsch  hails  rock & roll; it was either funny mushrooms or  Italian wine, but the process started allright.  Out of the dim-lit bunker somewhere near vienna, the boys...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Thu, 01 May 2008 02:01:00 PST

Japanese Binding

cover for my copy of Creative Writing by WS BurroughsSummer 2007 scrapbook ab ...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 10:49:00 PST

phantasm

pure i fantasmi invecchiano ma lo sanno poi che un tempo uno li ha sognati?...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 02:25:00 PST

beast

 I need to explode get the inside outside lest i will implode tired of crunching words I will ejaculate Still, which words would I have? which language would I speak? Should my maw tear open o...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Thu, 06 Mar 2008 09:42:00 PST

from my scrapbook


Posted by ArteBorghese on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 12:01:00 PST

AB

Da lungo tempo fuggite le muse  rotti, a terra, i violini e le tele, offuscati di caligine templi e palazzi, pieni di rovi i giardini  sono scomparsi, nell'irrilevanza, anche i loro persecutori: do...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 03:30:00 PST

sonno

(...)sonno delle città terribili, quando dal fiume accidioso(ove si stempra tra la melma e il pattume la polpa dei suicidifosforescente come sui salsi lidi il viscidume delle meduse morte) ...
Posted by ArteBorghese on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 06:33:00 PST