Solutions for Post-Modern Living is an excellent blog. I came upon it by way of its owner’s last.fm account, a fine collection of musical choices, not unlike my own. Anyway, he posted a bit of text by Foucault written for the introduction to Deleuze and Guattari’s Anti-Œdipus, a work that I have been content to merely know of rather than read. Foucault seems to do an excellent job of summarizing the entire work however, imagining it as a kind of self-help book, revealing what is for him a rather uncharacteristic, and perhaps merely unintentional, sense of humor:
The art of living counter to all forms of fascism, whether already present or impending, caries with it a certain number of essential principles which I would summarize as follows if I were to make this great book into a manual or guide to every day life:
* Free political action from all unitary and totalizing paranoia.
* Develop action, thought, and desires by proliferation, juxtaposition, and disjunction and not by subdivision and pyramidal hierarchization.
* Withdraw allegiance from the old categories of the Negative (law, limit, castration, lack, lacuna), which Western though has so long held sacred as a form of power and an access to reality. Prefer what is positive and multiple, difference over uniformity, flows over unities, mobile arrangements over systems. Believe what is productive is not sedentary but nomadic.
* Do not think that one has to be sad in order to be militant, even though the thing one is fighting is abominable. It is the connection of desire to reality (and not its retreat into forms of representation) that possesses revolutionary force.
* Do not use thought to ground a political practice in Truth; nor political action to discredit, as mere speculation, a line of thought. Use political practice as an intensifier of thought, and analysis as a multiplier of the forms and domains for the intervention of political action.
* Do not demand of politics that it restore the “rights” of the individual, as philosophy has defined them. The individual is the product of power. What is needed is to “de-individualize” by means of multiplication and displacement, diverse combinations. The group must not be the organic bond uniting hierarchized individuals, but a constant generator of de-individualization.
* Do not become enamored of power.
(Michel Foucault, Preface to Anti-Œdipus)
Things are winding down. I’m somewhere between having a completed first draft and a rough outline of my race and urban planning paper. I’m trying to think up a title that’s clever but not at first. Only in retrospect.
One of the best parts of procrastinating is that I finally get around to the web-slacking that I know I should’ve attended to for some time. Joined Reddit and Vimeo. Also discovered totally badass video series Target Women. This summer will be time spent with Donna Haraway and Robert Bolaño, also, in the garden, and with my baby:
Sometimes the library’s the only place to be, and sometimes my room is the only place to be. Huh.
I saw a girl at the gym yesterday. On the front side of her shirt:
God is dead.
And on the back:
Nietzsche is dead.
I didn’t know what to think. Of course I did anyway, but I’d wish I’d asked her what it meant to her.
On another note, I like some of the graffiti scrawled on the walls of the study rooms in Raushenbush. I found this particularly affecting:
I forget that every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character and that therefore what one does in the secret chamber one has some day to cry aloud on the housetops.
Today begins the long haul.
Writing a blog entry (I can’t find it in me to do the work that needs to be done). I’m writing a texture piece in the spirit of Ligeti’s Atmospheres but I’m allowing for harmonies to crop up and since the transitions between different sections are meant to be subtle and messy it’s got a little bit of a Reich-like sound. I’m using big chords though, entire scales really, so it’s still essentially a texture piece. It should be cool. You will come and hear it and that’ll be good.
I got fucking sunburned yesterday, but then I took a cold showerfollowedbybath like three times and it made me well. I drank a beer and it put me right to sleep but not before I put on Aloe. Now I have a tan. It was ninety yesterday. It’s going to be ninety today. I can say, without a doubt, that I find this to be the most perfect weather in existence, fuck all y’all west coast people with yr insistence on “dry heat.” It’s not that pretty. I like being wet. So do you (I know it). It’s awesome, and the sky looks dense and filled with things, there are many more beautiful clouds and the soft haze that floats above the city and the fields during the golden hour makes me feel like I’m in a movie about the future or an alternate dimension and Tim Burton’s doing the set design. Anyway I had to lay around with little clothing. It made for a happiness I cannot explain even though I felt like a vain douchebag.
I’m gonna write. When it’s finished, sometime tonight, I will post the sheet music and you, web denizens, will be able to see what things look like.
Fuck Sarah Lawrence’s housing lottery. I need to have a room to myself, I need to be naked, frequently. I also need a goddamned kitchen. Why the fuck couldn’t they have given us Kober?
Having considerable trouble making all this technology work. I’ve decided in the meantime to stick with the free and relative ease of use provided by WordPress.com. That said, I’ve gotten a better idea, through misguided efforts in the past half-year, of the structure and scope of my page. For now, this works.
I been thinking about the hipster class. They got a lot of nerve. Very nervous.
My brief stay in New Jersey today turned out to be an impromptu band meeting. Hanging out with the guys in Teaneck and Hackensack, drinking lots of coffee, we came upon more than a few good ideas. In discussing our musical plans and how and with whom we want to make music, it’s become clear that we’re looking to apply the same kinds of principles and work method expounded by the open source movement to our music making. In short, we want to be an open source band. I want to purchase some server space so I can throw up a community forum for us to post our ideas to. This way we can pick and choose how we want to collaborate on a case by case basis. With server space a song can be posted in its working form, as a file formatted for the program that was used to mix and record it. This and the continued style development of this blog are our top priorities for the next two weeks.