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David Byrne’s New Band, With Architectural Solos
by possibly noteworthy at 10:02 pm EDT, May 31, 2008 |
The symphony of Manhattan Island, composed and performed fortissimo daily by garbage trucks, car speakers, I-beam bolters, bus brakes, warped manhole covers, knocking radiators, people yelling from high windows and the blaring television that now greets you in the back of a taxi, is the kind of music people would pay good money to be able to silence, if only there were a switch. The other day, in a paint-peeling hangar of a room at the foot of the island, David Byrne, the artist and musician, placed his finger on a switch that did exactly the opposite: it made such music on purpose.
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RE: David Byrne’s New Band, With Architectural Solos
by Vile at 2:09 am EDT, Jun 3, 2008 |
possibly noteworthy wrote: The symphony of Manhattan Island, composed and performed fortissimo daily by garbage trucks, car speakers, I-beam bolters, bus brakes, warped manhole covers, knocking radiators, people yelling from high windows and the blaring television that now greets you in the back of a taxi, is the kind of music people would pay good money to be able to silence, if only there were a switch. The other day, in a paint-peeling hangar of a room at the foot of the island, David Byrne, the artist and musician, placed his finger on a switch that did exactly the opposite: it made such music on purpose.
This is the only decent post you have ever contributed to the memestrems "concept." Good job. Now I want you to study this particular post and dissect its merits and your reasons for choosing to share it with the rest of the memestreams community. The lion's share of your other posts were worth lining the bird cage with (you know, so my parakeet can shit on your concerns and all), but this was different, in a postitive way. Tell us why. |
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David Byrne’s New Band, With Architectural Solos
by Dagmar at 3:35 am EDT, Jun 2, 2008 |
Oh my this is very cool. |
David Byrne’s New Band, With Architectural Solos
by Decius at 10:48 am EDT, Jun 2, 2008 |
The symphony of Manhattan Island, composed and performed fortissimo daily by garbage trucks, car speakers, I-beam bolters, bus brakes, warped manhole covers, knocking radiators, people yelling from high windows and the blaring television that now greets you in the back of a taxi, is the kind of music people would pay good money to be able to silence, if only there were a switch. The other day, in a paint-peeling hangar of a room at the foot of the island, David Byrne, the artist and musician, placed his finger on a switch that did exactly the opposite: it made such music on purpose.
I know what I want to see during hope... |
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