Today marks dimly the consciousness of Australia and it’s political parties. The death of a man on Manus who needed urgent medical help exemplifies how barbaric indefinite detention is, and how it needs to end. Men, women and children need freedom so they can rebuild and begin to heal. Australia and it’s colonial discourse must be accountable for this mess. (language warning)
I discovered this video I made a few years back. The audio was recorded on my Iphone 4 in the liminal space of being awake and being asleep. A deep dream, visited by a dying woman. She slips between the cracks of matter and begins to howl, and I fall too. Her message to me is to sing, an object, knowledge? She is shot. I grieve, she will never sing again, it is her grief. ‘She’ is my ancestral link and she came to teach me something. Keep moving forward creatively, don’t be shot and killed by a colonial discourse. Never forget love deep, hard and howling.
Michael Hutchence was looking for a different kind of girl in the cracker song To look At You (INXS, 1982).
This guitar-off from 2007 is definitely all about my feelings, and not the words.
Here John Bennand sent some vocal tracks from South Australia and I made these audio sketches.
This is a remix of elements from my trax Breathing and Eel trap using Live9 and faders.
