I am hyperplastic, surrounded by tumuli. A drone moves in the valley below. Cysts smoulder with a wash of unidentified chemicals. What started as archaeology has rapidly descended into farce. Black hares mewl in the bushes. Bastards. Moon turns the lake to a silk hankie gathered at a point. Rivers crawl, the bastard interlopers. EntropyContinue reading “Tumulus”
Civic Block Print
First we enter a series of interconnected rooms post-ghetto porous nodes linked by bus routes voting patterns where two boroughs converge the new bridge slips a jack Maddy who was with me at the time compared Bishopsgate to the muscular sheet metal topography of Dubai Bateman’s Row leads to light industry the 67 to Dalston isContinue reading “Civic Block Print”
Closed Circuits III-V
III I told myself I was [pause] beautiful – installed a security door with steel grille – feeling centrifugal [inaudible] or [pause] partly like a photograph [inaudible] you know like with bonnets and those [pause] but luckily they got it all on tape there was this one time a wolf just scurried past my doorContinue reading “Closed Circuits III-V”
Closed Circuits I-II
Closed Circuits I Quango invites you to a roller disco. Glide inline. Bring out your dead. Prepare to be crowdsourced. Wait for the punch to rearrange your cartilage – make of your spine a cudgel for the package holiday you booked reality up for. A door reveals itself like a nailbomb in the empty hangarContinue reading “Closed Circuits I-II”
Untitled
My uncle was dispensing financial advice when the floods came. I was walking out on the jetty and frantically closing windows. He was recommending ISAs, which was strange as the sun was flat. I used the colour drop tool to change the sky. Brickwork was falling and then I was gripping it in my handsContinue reading “Untitled”
Stress Fractures
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Desert Island Discs: No.5 ‘Crucifixus’
To celebrate the Pope’s visit to Britain, and to offer some counterbalance to my resolutely anti-Catholic (and sometimes quite offensive) Facebook news-stream, here’s my favourite piece of music of all time: ‘Crucifixus’ by Antonio Lotti (1667-1740). This is a short, seeringly beautiful part of Lotti’s setting of the Catholic Mass. My version of choice is by The Sixteen,Continue reading “Desert Island Discs: No.5 ‘Crucifixus’”
En Route in Edinburgh
So, whilst I was in Edinburgh I took part in the site-specific walking tour of the city: En Route. The ‘show’ is the brainchild of Melbourne-based collective one step at a time like this. It goes like this. You meet in the foyer of the Traverse Theatre in a group of 2-3. Someone takes youContinue reading “En Route in Edinburgh”
Edinburgh Fringe
I’m just back from a four-day trip to Edinburgh where I saw a whopping sixteen shows, including the fantastic, surreal office farce Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl (pictured above). In customary Fringe style, I am reviewing my shows using a complex star-rating system, out of five. Flesh and Blood and Fish and Fowl (BarrowContinue reading “Edinburgh Fringe”
The Event
On the fifth day we sailed our frozen island out into the shipping lanes. We counted all the evil things and cast them in an ice-hole. They were only numbers. On the fourth day we opened high-yield savings accounts. The refugee camps were fast becoming commuter towns encircling the crater. Jets of steam were seenContinue reading “The Event”
Tom Chivers 