Gothwerk Thursday

Gothwerk

       Part I

      12 AM CST

      Kyle’s Surveya                    playlist tracing the             roots and extensions         of goth music

      Part II

      Noon

      Dedications:

     
power lines for Kyle

     (vest) for Morris

      Part III

      9:11 PM CST  

      Artist talk on                IMVU

Kyle’s Survey

Playlist Created by Kyle Ozero, with video selections by Maggie Wong. 

 

 Mississippi John Hurt – You’ve Got To Walk That Lonesome Valley

Siouxsie and The Banshees – Candyman

Sade – Haunt Me

Suicide – Frankie Teardrop

Death Cult – Brothers Grimm

Killing Joke – Sanity

Danse society – Somewhere

Skeletal Family – Promised Land

Antiworld – Horror High

Bob Marley and The Wailers – Mr. Brown

AFI – Malleus Maleficarum

Diamanda Galas -The Litines of Satan

Diamanda Galas – Wild Woman With Steak Knives

Virgin Prunes – Decline and Fall

The Cure – Disintegration

Velvet Acid Christ – Sex Disease

The Spooks – Things I’ve Seen

Xmal Deutschland – Morning

Gravediggaz – Nowhere to Run, Nowhere to Hide

Tupac’s hologram – Hail Mary

Bone Thugs N Harmony – Crossroads

Timbaland & Magoo – Luv 2 Luv Ya

Janet Jackson – Discipline 

Rudimentary Peni – Hearse

OutKast – Elevators 

The Shangri-las – Leader of the Pack

Screamin Jay Hawkins – I put a spell on you

Rubella Ballet – 42 F

Flying Lotus – Never Catch Me

Clan of Xymox – Muscoviet Mosquito 

Kommunity FK – Something In Me Has Died

The Breathing Light – Blood Oath

The Breathing Light – Holy Ghost

Noon

 

First, check: 

 

 

Second, practice this exercise:

At this moment, the sun is highest in the sky. Even if you cannot see it, reach for it with one hand. Using your other hand, stretch in the opposite direction—breath into this space that creates a gradient of lightness and darkness. When you feel steady, move one hand to point to the horizon, keeping your arms in a straight line. Breath into this space, and you can feel the earth’s rotation. 

 

Now you are in the movement and moment for exchange. 

   power lines                                                      

for Kyle

“Usually it is words that speak, while things keep silent. But when words approach the boundaries of silence, this silence of things begins to speak for itself. The greatest challenge is to find the words that will set off the thing itself as its own singular, sought-for and irreplaceable word. Only then does it become itself—a message (vest), a voice sounding in silence, in answer to all the words uttered on its behalf.”

–Mikhail Epstein, Thing and Word: On the Lyrical Museum

(vest)

 

For

Morris

Morris Fox Artist talk on IMVU

“Dancing On My Own”

I want to consider what it means to be present online and think through digital intimacy conceptually as lovers’ discourse. Specifically, I engage with IMVU an “online metaverse and social game where users create 3D avatars to socialize with people, create environments and rooms, and play games” as a queer platform, and to create poetry video performances using screen capturing of my virtual doubles dancing and hanging out, performances that combine virtual and real “looks”, as a sort of memento mori (or just forget-me-nots and pansies). I want to combine my practice of queer self-dance (queue “Dancing on My Own”), with my simulated dancing, as an entwinement of fantasy and captured movement, perhaps allowing for a form of resistance to death, or the limits of my queer body, disembodied from the sticky materiality of the real. I am interested in the potential to create 3D environments within IMVU that allow for queer mourning and dirge.

What does it mean to be online and waiting for someone to chat with you? 

 
– Morris Fox



“Am I in love? –yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn’t wait; I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late; but I always lose at this game. Whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time. The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.”


― Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments

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