Sovroncourt - "Thompson . Eastman"
"It's not ready." Teddy knew the rules: make a machine that can dance like a human being, evoke human emotion through mechanized movement. He'd been working for 6 months and the contest was today. "It's not ready," he told his uncle, Mike, who was driving Teddy to the field for the contest. "Well, Teddy," said Mike, "it's a bit late for that now." Teddy just held his face in his hands and the morning news washed over him like nonsense. When the time came to launch the machine, the music was playing and he turned to the judges: "It's not ready." They didn't react and Teddy looked at Mike, who gave him a go on gesture. Teddy turned on the machine and it twirled and it lurched and it stepped and it swayed. Parts fell off, and the machine seemed to be dying, slowly, unraveling in clumps. Lunging points, cresting stags, the machine dismembered in a whirling fluid flail, and Teddy watched on with his hands in his pockets. [Bandcamp]
Music to slam your door to. To hit the pillow and 'never again' to. Music to misunderstand by, and by which to be misunderstood. [site]
(image by Walter Russell, who said 'Mediocrity is self-inflicted and genius is self-bestowed')
Posted by Dan at August 30, 2011 3:34 AMThat Writer song is unbelievable, just what I needed.
Posted by Maks at August 30, 2011 6:44 AMThanks for all the interesting images and quotes you put up with every post. =)
Posted by blahdeedah at August 30, 2011 8:02 AMthanks for the great story!
Posted by cameron at August 30, 2011 11:25 PMsovroncourt is awesome. thanks for sharing!
Posted by kate at August 31, 2011 12:04 AM