Tag Archives: Emma Stamm

death fetish

Yesterday morning I came close to crying because I remembered a fond, long-lost item of clothing. A dark blue dress with tiny stars all over it. Spaghetti straps, waist tie, floor length. Hippie wear. I wore it a lot the summer between my junior and senior year of high school. I used to believe only good […]

Anticipated Stranger, the bruise will stop by later. For now, the pain pauses in its round, notes the time of day, the patient’s temperature, leaves a memo for the surrogate: What the hell did you think you were doing? I mean . . . Oh well, less said the better, they all say. I’ll post […]

goth still matters

My favorite essay from the k-punk book is online! (Exclamation point because it’s so good!) http://k-punk.abstractdynamics.org/archives/005622.html A brief, dumb interpretation: goth exhibitionism denies interiority to the nth degree. Goth is interchangeable with signs and machines — it’s pure surface, sign value exchange and spectacle. Goth is an aesthetics based on the rejection of false illumination. […]

freedom from the known

Technology and science are valves for economic production. They can’t be the guiding themes of the content which is supposed to fuel our imagination for the future. Some of my thoughts on this are a little woowoo. I really believe there exist imaginative realms which, on one hand, contain nothing resembling the known universe, but […]

Really want to re-record this. Lyrics from As You Like It: I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you came, for look here what I found on a palm tree; I was never so berhymed since Pythagoras’ time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember—

Hi from Germany. Frankfurt is unseasonably warm, hotter than New York right now. It feels like Southern Virginia at the time I left. I was in Berlin and Poland (Sczcecin) last weekend. It was not much colder in either city. Trying not to think about climate change feels like trying not to be human. Even […]