motel de moka

Even the Emperor succumbed to fantasy. Queens floated within his palaces like ghosts, Rajput and Turkish sultanas playing catch-me-if-you-can. One of these royal personages did not really exist. She was an imaginary wife, dreamed up by Akbar in the way that lonely children dream up imaginary friends, and in spite of the presence of many living, if floating, consorts, the Emperor was of the opinion that it was the real queens who were the phantoms and the nonexistent beloved who was real. He gave her a name, Jodha, and no man dared gainsay him. Within the privacy of the women’s quarters, within the silken corridors of her palace, Jodha’s influence and power grew. The great musician Tansen wrote songs for her, and Master Abdus Samad the Persian portrayed her himself, painted her from the memory of a dream without ever looking upon her face, and when the Emperor saw his work he clapped his hands at the beauty shining up from the page. “You have captured her, to the life,” he cried, and Abdus Samad relaxed and stopped feeling as if his head were too loosely attached to his neck; and, after this visionary work by the master of the Emperor’s atelier had been exhibited, the whole court knew Jodha to be real, and the greatest courtiers, the Navratna, or Nine Jewels, all acknowledged not only her existence but also her beauty, her wisdom, the grace of her movements, and the softness of her voice. Akbar and Jodhabai! Ah, ah! It was the love story of the age. - Salman Rushdie, The Shelter of the World.

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” Drug me with Fissions Untrue ”

01. Nico - I’ll Keep It With Mine
Chelsea Girl (1968)
02. Calexico - the ride (pt. 2)
The Black Light (Quarter Stick, 1998)
03. Angels of Light - Untitled Love Song
How I Loved You (Young God Records, 2001)
04. Vivian Girls - Tell The World (MySpace)
Vivian Girls (Self-Released, 2008)
05. Fugazi - Full Discosure
The Argument (Dischord, 2001)
06. Sigur Ros - I Gaer
Hauf/Heim (2007)

note: Ah yes, returning after a long technical glitch. It feels strange, so I pick that moody afternoon color as starting point. Where are we going? “free from your past // free of your future too // there’s nothing left to rise above but you” (AoL)

If I want to imagine a MdM state of mind, where past and future meet, dreamy yet real. A surrealistic nirvana, infinite source of new ideas, this will be the quick sketch. Something from the past, folksy, indie pieces, and post-rock. Oversize names of course. And random self released by new artist.

Enjoy the first return list.

PS. the technical glitch is not fully resolved, but it’s much better now. (in the meantime, conserve server power everybody. don’t just randomly click on everything. :D)

image: Jonas Unger