Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth. In the songs Miles, Dean, Serge and Leonard sang was either some fraction of the truth's numinous beauty (as Mucho now believed) or only a power spectrum.
In a couple of months I'll be putting a covertape, featuring several bands, on my fanzine 'Blind Youth'. I'm currently looking for unsigned bands/artists […]
Knowing for ourselves that a large disjunct existed between what could be read at NIE and what could be heard, we set about devising a way to measure what we were familiar with hearing.
I opened the man's linen robe, and there over his heart was a dagger-wound, and beneath the woman's fair breast was a like cruel stab, through which her life had ebbed away.
