love connection

live at the sentrum scene in oslo, norway
october 10, 1993 thankyou to torsten.

  1. machine gun
  2. souvlaki space station
  3. slowdive
  4. avalyn i
  5. catch the breeze
  6. melon yellow
  7. morningrise
  8. she calls

image. pink sherbert
see. loveless, valentine 2007 

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Category: Rock

strange and beautiful.


ART is a structure built on the backs of every artist, living or dead. it is an apparatus of ideas, that’s been woven together with golden threads of dialogue. it’s the discussion that surrounds the object or idea, but not the object itself. it’s a catalyst for argument. the irony is the best shit always leaves people speechless.”


art & words by
michael hussar



ice cream creatures
little machine
[black & white explosion 2006]

[dust 2003]

the department of eagles
horse you ride
[whitey on the moon 2006]

kid koala
skanky panky
[some of my bfs are djs 2003]

nobody and the mystic chords of memory
decisions, decisions
[tree colored see 2006]

chad vangaleen
kill me in my sleep
[inifiheart 2004]


see also, strange & beautiful at musicisart

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Category: Electronica, Rock

closed up, still revealed

.no one understands the way you do.


secret [black sessions] :: emilie simon

 purple :: crustation

 cat people :: cujo

 see through you :: flunk

 your the oscillator :: bent

turquoise hexagon sun :: boards of canada


art by kukula

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Category: Bedroom playlist, Motel de Moka

Lisa Papineau

“… and also the feeling of being lost in language… hearing communication happening and getting a gut feeling about what it’s about, but not really knowing what’s being said. It’s the same feeling one has in a dream, someone is conveying an important message or trying to show you something… but you …just …can’t …quite …get… it… hear… it… turn.. your head in the right direction. I tried to bring that into this album. It’s the way I was really feeling the first year here, like a dream.”
-Lisa Papineau, interview @ mia

After dabbling with multimedia, the NY drama scene and posmodernism, Lisa Papineau made her early music splash in the late 90′s with P.E.T.  Later she moved to L.A and worked with such groups as Fizgig, Fka and SissyBar, and there began a collaboration with the composer Tyler Bates.

Long story short, Papineau ended up in Paris working with Air (10,000 Khertz, Talkie Walkie), M83 (Before the Dawn Heals Us), and creating her solo project plus Big Sir.

She describes her musical experience in an earthy tone:

“I had enough of a voice that I got picked to do summer stock …But i figured that was the best I could do. This kind of jazz hands music. …I loved punk as a teen and I was even sure I wasn’t good enough for that but when I started trying to write songs. That’s when i got some confidence because the song tells your voice what to do. When I finally discovered people like brian eno, I realized that the voice was just a small tool and the song is the thing that changed everything for me, showed me how i could let out what I felt inside.” (more…)

Her debut solo album is cinematic, with air of electronica, groove and vocals delivered like a flute in places. Very sweet and solitary.

Lisa Papineau – Out to You (web)
Big Sir – Blutrausch (smooth interlude) Master (web)
Big Sir – The Pistol Chasers
Big Sir – Lisa’s Theme

Video: Out To You
Video: Power and Glory Part 1


Cognitive Mapping

Cross boundries, language and genres collisions always entice me to view things in tangent. And the promise of different future is always euphoric even if it’s in state of delirium.

A note by F. Jameson:

 ”…I will therefore provisionally define the aesthetic of this new (and hypothetical) cultural form as an aesthetic of cognitive mapping … – a pedagogical political culture which seeks to endow the idiciual subject with some new heightened sense of its place in the global system – will necessarily have to respect this now enormously complex representational dialectic and invent radically new forms in order to do it justice. This is not then, clearly a call for a return to some older machinery, some older and more transparent national space, or some more traditional and reassuring prespectival or mimetic enclave: the new political art (if it is possible at all) will have to hold to the truth of posmodernism, that is to say, to its fundamental object – the world space of mulinational capital – at the same time at which it achieves a breakthrough to some as yet unimaginable new mode of representing this last, in which we may again to grasp our positioning as individual and collective subjects and regain a capacity to act and struggle which is at present neutralized by our spatial as well as our social confusion. The political form of postmodernism, if there ever is any, will have as its vocation the invention of global cognitive mapping, on a social as well as spatial scale.”
-Fredric Jameson, “Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism”, pp.54

Inversion Plastica

Night Breeze in Paris. w/ Lisa Papineau tracks

01. Robert Dick – Pali Gap (Jimi Hendrix)
02. Oscar Brown, Jr. – A Ladiesman
03. Bud Powell – Dear Old Stockholm
04. Gil Scott-Heron – Ain’t No Such Thing as Superman
05. Vernon Reid – Who Are You? (Mutation 1)
06. PJ Harvey – Working for the Man
07. Lisa Papineau – Out to You
08. Maxine Sullivane – On A Clear Day
09. Big Sir – Blutrausch (smooth interlude) Master
10. Colleen Et Les Boites A Musique – Your Heart Is So Loud

Note: A slightly earlier Combo. Jazz at the early 70′s offered a chance to relive the notion of major genres being created and crossed over.(R&B, Funk, groove, Soul-pop) During this time early rapping such as Gill Scott also emerges. A little too wide, I tried to tag the whispy groove and somewhat less crowded approach in Lisa Papineau composition. Hopefully the list is groovy, but not to bumpy. (Is it possible?) anyway enjoy.

see also: MySpace, wiki, mia.
image credit: “lisa papineau” by Lisa Papineau, “moquette of packed (wrapped) coast” by Christo and Jean-Claude, “Skinny Coffee Table” by Zanotta

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Category: Electronica, Interviews, Rock

they’ll never understand.

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Category: Electronica, Motel de Moka

With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world's great cities,
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion an empire's glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song's measure
Can trample an empire down. [1]

Down, down, down. Would the fall never come to an end! `I wonder how many miles I've fallen by this time?' she said aloud. `I must be getting somewhere near the centre of the earth. Let me see: that would be four thousand miles down, I think--' (for, you see, Alice had learnt several things of this sort in her lessons in the schoolroom, and though this was not a very good opportunity for showing off her knowledge, as there was no one to listen to her, still it was good practice to say it over) `--yes, that's about the right distance--but then I wonder what Latitude or Longitude I've got to?' (Alice had no idea what Latitude was, or Longitude either, but thought they were nice grand words to say.) [2]

O long-silent Sybil,
you of the winged dreams,
Speak out from your temple of light
as the serious constellations
with Greek names
still stare down on us
as a lighthouse moves its megaphone
over the sea
Speak out and shine upon us
the sea-light of Greece
the diamond light of Greece

Far-seeing Sybil, forever hidden,
Come out of your cave at last
And speak to us in the poet's voice
the voice of the fourth person singular
the voice of the inscrutable future
the voice of the people mixed
with a wild soft laughter--
And give us new dreams to dream,
Give us new myths to live by! [3]

So our princes who have lost their principalities after many years’ of possession shouldn’t blame their loss on fortuna. The real culprit is their own indolence, going through quiet times with no thought of the possibility of change (it’s a common human fault, failing to prepare for tempests unless one is actually in one!). And when eventually bad times did come, they thought of •flight rather than •self-defence, hoping that the people, upset by conquerors’ insolence, would recall them. This course of action may be all right when there’s no alternative, but it is not all right to neglect alternatives and choose this one; it amounts to voluntarily falling because you think that in due course someone will pick you up. If you do get rescued (and you probably won’t), that won’t make you secure; the only rescue that is really helpful to you is the one performed by you, the one that depends on yourself and your virtù. [4]