Wednesday, December 07, 2005

tomorrow, we jump 




BLEEEEEEEEPBLONKWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZOOKOOOOKOOOKCCCCCCCCCCCCALAOPIOKJEEEEEEKERPLUNK!DADDDDASJHDLKYOIWWWWWR4ARARARARARA!!!

Had the greatest time last week with my friend Jamie Stewart and Caralee and the most hilarious merch guy they've brought yet, named David from LA. We were sitting at lunch when I ask him why he hasn't gone to Iceland, yet. And then he zips into this dreamworld where Bjork is the pilot of a plane that starts in Reykjavik and lands in Reykjavik. Circles around and around all day. And Matmos are the stewardesses and they put contact mics on all the bags of peanuts and everyone has headphones on and you're just looking around like hey, are you hearing what I'm hearing and then theres Cubase on all the TV screens instead of movies and everyone gets to mix the sounds. And Bjork is flying the plane with her mouth like fairy dust and she makes this sound: waaaoooo-waaaaooo.


Art-Flights.



(Lemmings for a Free Palestine)

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