'Meanwhile, our anonymous million can focus their attention on the problem of “leisure.” A great deal of what is pompously called “juvenile delinquency” is the inarticulate response of youth incapable of coming to terms with leisure. The violence associated with [juvenile delinquency] is a direct consequence of the alienation of man from himself [sic] brought about by the Industrial Revolution. Man has forgotten how to play. And if one thinks of the soulless tasks accorded each man in the industrial milieu, of the fact that education has become increasingly technological, and for the ordinary man no more than a means of fitting him for a “job,” one can hardly be surprised that man is lost. He is almost afraid of more leisure. He demands “overtime” and has a latent hostility towards automation. His creativity stunted, he is orientated outwards entirely. He has to be amused. The forms that dominate his working life are carried over into leisure, which becomes more and more mechanized; thus he is equipped with machines to contend with leisure that machines have accorded him. And to offset all this, to alleviate the psychological wear and tear of our technological age, there is, in a word, ENTERTAINMENT.
When our man [sic] after the day’s work comes twitching, tired, off the assembly-line into what are called without a shred of irony his “leisure hours,” with what is he confronted? In the bus on the way home he reads a newspaper that is identical to yesterday’s newspaper, in the sense that it is a reshake of identical elements … four murders, thirteen disasters, two revolutions, and “something approaching a rape” . . . which in turn is identical to the newspaper of the day before that . . . three murders, nineteen disasters, one counter-revolution, and something approaching an abomination … and unless he is a very exceptional man, one of our million potential technicians, the vicarious pleasure he derives from paddling in all this violence and disorder obscures from him the fact that there is nothing new in all this “news” and that his daily perusal of it leads not to a widening of consciousness, to a species of mental process that has more in common with [the] salivations of Pavlov’s dogs than with the subtleties of human intelligence.’
- Alexander Trocchi, A Revolutionary Proposal: Invisible Insurrection of a Million Minds.
The more Joyce I read the more I just can’t understand why people call him a modernist. All he’s doing in any of his work is relentlessly ripping the piss out of that ‘higher order’ from which Pound et. al think we fell, back when we all ‘believed’ in the unitary authority of a poem or whatever.
We fell from nothing. There was no greener, happy land. We are all just bodies reading the world-text and everything is beautiful.
1. Hype Williams – Business Line 2. Pariah – Left Unsaid 3. Koreless – MTI 4. Jam City – Magic Drops 5. Joy Orbison – Jels 6. Gold Panda – Marriage (Star Slinger Remix) 7. James Blake – I Never Learnt to Share 8. Becoming Real – Closer 9. Girl Unit – Showstoppa 10. Zed Bias feat Tawiah – Two Sides (Fantastic Mr Fox Remix) 11. Hudson Mohawke – ZooOOOoOOm
A little list of some of my favorite producers. Put Mr. Fox on top of it. Download here.