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Podcast 022 : 8 mins 32 secs
Friday, January 24th 2014

Recording of a series of poems for the opening ceremony of Before Le Cerveau Affamé in October 2013. The 12" vinyl record served as the instruction for a group of performers.

English Translation :

Attention! Attention! Le Cerveau Affamé

I repeat

Attention! Attention! Le Cerveau Affamé

At night the hungry brain lies in wait for its meal of the day.

The Mothers! The Mothers! These goddesses exist beyond the range of mortals: even we avoid their name. To find them you must fathom the abyss.

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The Brain

Lobes twist

Sticky and swollen

Licked by a monsters tongue

Of course!

Throbbing pink as words escape

 

LISTEN

 

The Curtain

Oh sonorous shadow

Open to the sound of endless glissandos

Reveal!

As we fall into your glittering abyss

(Glissando)

Attention! Attention! Le Cerveau Affamé

 

LISTEN

 

The Pink Material

Pink spoken loud

Pink thought brain

Residue virgin resin

Pink Ursula material

I repeat!

Pink Ursula Material

 

LISTEN

 

The Mothers

I am the night with strange hands

Where the womb stands still, beyond speaking

I straddle the plains between past and future

Through the roaring grid of fading orgies

I shall wait until I am transformed into a tree

To read the writing on the pebble that you stored in my brain

Beautiful as a high foamy wave exploding in a crystal ball

 

Two of Brains

Two sorcerers: The Mothers

Conjure sculpted breath

Endless fleeting forms

The birth of female voice

 

Two of Bubbles

Phantom breaths make glittering orbs

Crackling rivers of sugar

Their sculpted screams still swollen

Deathly pink

Listen!

 

Three of Bubbles

Breath Bubble

Bubble Breath

Breath Bubble

Bubble Breath

Breath Bubble

Bubble Breath

 

The Lesson

A-a-air

B-b-blows

B-b-burster

‘O’ ‘O’ holes!

P-p-pops

P-p-pipped

Sh-sh-sugar

S-s-splitz!

A-a-air

B-b-blows

B-b-burster

‘O’ ‘O’ holes!

P-p-pops

P-p-pipped

Sh-sh-sugar

S-s-splitz!

 

Attention! Attention! Le Cerveau Affamé

 

The Lleu Llaw

 

The Tunnel appears without a sound

Oh many-handed figure! I am afraid of those hands!

“Abandoned to my tide of caresses”

Trembling and swooning

Falling to the sound of one hand clapping

No

Tapping

No

Slapping

“These bruises are your glorious costume”

 

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The Mysteries

Sprinkled mist of sleep

A dizzying perfume

Hosiery handprint bruises

Still aching from the assault

Of a shadow hanging lifeless in frozen hands

O icy girl

My blue friend

Here’s an empty mirror to numb the pain

 

One of cats

The cat, the cat

One, one hundred

One, one thousand

One, one million

One cat, the cat

Cat Cat

Cric Crac

The cat is back

I repeat!

The cat, the cat

One, one hundred

One, one thousand

One, one million

One cat, the cat

Cat Cat

Cric Crac

The cat is back

 

The curtain : REVEAL!

(Glissando)

 

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The Cat’s Mother

Encased for a million years

Dragging paralysed legs passed hissing spirits

Pale skinned girls bow

Necks snapping like Isadora’s

With the weight of a thousand dreams

 

Attention! Attention! Le Cerveau Affamé