LYRICS

The applications are to blameAll the people do all dayIs stare into a phone (Placebo, Too Many people)

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!” (Chief Seattle)

When rock stars were myths (Sandi Thom, I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker)

Machines were mice and men were lions once upon a time, Now that it's the opposite it's twice upon a time (Moondog)

Time is an illusion (Einstein)

Thursday 23 June 2022

Mechanical (1)

Mechanics, Jaime Hernandez

Like anything else, prolonged imitative drill will certainly promote mechanical precision and habitual routine security. However, it is exactly this kind of "particular security" or "crutch" that limits and blocks the total growth of a martial artist. (Bruce Lee, Artist of Life, page 137)

This is a typical quote from Lee. He means 'mechanical' to mean a repeated rhythm, a routine rather than free-flowing action (or 'broken rhythm.) My use is in the sense of a physical reality, so when Lee writes..

However, we know, through instinctive body feel, that in any physical movement and for each individual there is always a most efficient and alive manner to accomplish the purpose of the performance, that is, with regard to proper leverage, balance in motion, economical and efficient use of motion and energy and so forth. (page 139)

.. that is also mechanical - so it's just a way of speaking.

Similarly, Lee says 'complementary actions' for fighting, while I often use 'oppositional'. Again, this is a way of speaking,  and I tend to refer to feuding or low-level fighting (in communes or between men and women.)

Because we live in a system of variable time (machines, computers) I want to emphasise the mechanics of motion in invariable time. Obviously, this is what Lee did; words are just words, the understanding is what counts (thought, spirit, psyche, honesty.)


Ghost of Hoppers (P143-145)

Jaime's sort of leftover underworld of dingy decadence has a fantastic zing, which might strike one as odd. How can dying dogs a la Cerberus have a zing about them?

Because destruction spurs on revival. It's a melancholic notion that figures high in Latin culture and ceremonial. Jaime's weird portmanteaux of dried-up swimming pools and foul-smelling waters allow the psyche to flourish like lichen in highly textured cracks.

While modernity doesn't know where it's going physically or its ass from its elbow, the sterility of the culture becomes ever more evident. The confusions of an antiseptic culture built on variable time (machines, ones and zeros) are an invitation to psychic weakness 

The exact opposite of an antiseptic culture of distorted measurement (Google Maps, the Amazon House of the future) is the physical degradation of dingy neighbourhoods where lichen and high spirits (kids) rise together in the invariable rhythms of communal settings, fields, quiet running streams, fallen trees, bees.

WOUNDED ANIMALyoutu.be/KZQnu2KK8Ec