black&white souls

daDA

Νταντά θα σε κανω κύριε Duchamp που έκανες τον καμπινέ τέχνη.
Δεν γίνεσαι δούλος μόνο όταν σε υποτάσσει αυτός που έχει την εξουσία αλλά και όταν σε υποτάσσει εκείνος που την πολεμάει.

da. here we go

How To Be Contempoarary 2

you are in a time where there is no now, and so your presence has already passed
or as C.H.A.O.S agent 19 says:

"The saddest day of your life isn't when you decide to sell out. The saddest day of your life is when you decide to sell out and nobody wants to buy."

erase history

terminal accident documents

new live performance
t.b.a. soon

await for further transmissions

Cabaret Solitaire

TO THE PUBLIC:
Before going down among you to pull out your decaying teeth, your running ears, your tongues full of sores,
Before breaking your putrid bones,
Before opening your cholera-infested belly and taking out for use as fertiliser your too-fatted liver, your ignoble spleen and your diabetic kidneys,
Before tearing out your ugly sexual organ, incontinent and slimy,
Before extinguishing your appetite for beauty, ecstasy, sugar, philosophy, mathematical and poetic metaphysical pepper and cucumbers,
Before disinfecting you with vitriol, cleansing you and shellacking you with passion,
Before all that,
We shall take a big antiseptic bath,
And we warn you:
We are murderers.



note< a device still used by todays patented performers
turn the table
and write it again
perhaps start:

To The Performers:

BLOGOLALIA

the new language
like a walkie-talkie
will anyone push-to-talk(?)
is anyone listening(?)

perfect nothingness
the last scene from clean shaven is an image of the future

The Last Train to Central Intelligence

6.00 am: porno-disco. wake yourelf up with his and her hardcore sex images played to a disco beat
7.00: breakfast time. gourmet meals to watch as you eat your diet cellulose
8.00: the travel show. visit the world's greatest airoprts and underground car parks
9.30: home-makers of yesterday. nostalgic scenes of old-fashioned housework. episode no.7- the vacum cleaner
11.00: news flash. the networks promise either a new serial killer or a deadly food toxin.
12.00: caress me. soft porn for siesta hour.
2.00: countdown. game show in which contestants count backwards from one million.

TEMPTATION

atlhough the erasers have been tempted to offer some kind of code of definitions/an instruction kit or some kind of manual as far as the "work" of the erasers
we will not do so
there is a method to their madness(some might say amd other will surely disagree)
our madness is our method and our method is non-defined:

open source/open forms

if we give a definition/manual etc.. to what we do then we have no reasons for doing it
the erasers are new every time
their "work" exists only in front of an audience(singular and/or plural)
if one wishes to have advice given to them
if one wishes to know the the future
if one wishes a blue print
if one wishes for facts
if one wishes for assurances and guarantees
then one does not wish for elements of risk/danger and surprise

if one wishes for all of the above
then there are many sights/blogs etc..that one can navigate to
the danger of a mathematical equation is that its numbers form iron bars
strict codes develop into calculation chambers

let you fall
or let the guantanamo boys lead you to your cell

BABEL_GUM

WE BUILD AND WE FALL

C

a obsessed with d
a is the projection of b
a is the ear of b
a makes images through auditory perception
b finds c
c finds b
b wants c to be what a hears
b records
a erases
d vanishes
c stays

past+present=future?

the erasers

making T

internal joke

...that was