finding things that are hard to contain. containing these things until they can no longer be called "these things". most times i really just like sitting around chillin' in my black helicopter pad.
also animals in love. also 4 megs of dada (at least). also some situations and some happenings. also some internal machines.
The Fall, Can, The Liars, Califone, The Ex, Deerhoof, Peter Brotzmann, Webern, Stereolab, My Bloody Valentine, Iannis Xenakis, Autechre, Hrvatski, Schoenberg, Sonic Youth, Dalek, Mulatu Astatqé, Ex Models, Run DMC, UTFO, Steve Reich, Glenn Branca...also, the everincreasing desire to hear the hissssssss of a tape
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Pynchon, "Tragedy and Hope", David Foster Wallace, Robert Anton Wilson, Douglas Rushkoff, Neal Stephenson, William Gibson, Phillip K Dick, Dogen, Calvino, Vinge, The Invisibles, Rumi and other sufic thayings, Gnostic texts (not skewed towards chritianity), prehistoric tech, my breakdance/hip hop culture book that was taken away by my 6th grade teacher MR CARR and never given back!!, ever!, map books, maze books, image books, Beckett, Astrotheological theoreticals, Celine, Cendres, Poker Without Cards, (Days of War, Nights of Love)