sadmanbarty
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one for si
A final thing about the track itself: cf Sadmanbarty about the child-like softness and feyness of the new rap voice, there's the contrast between the floaty, angelic, half not-there-ness of especially Quavo and Offset, and the super-potent, marauding, phallic-woman cameos by Cardi and Nicki.
On the one hand, you have a [cough] becoming-immaterial tendency in the imagery - combined with (but not opposed to) a hyper-materialism (Lamborghini, Chanel, Patek, Givenchy etc).
kinda interesting how silicon valley took a turn for the (at least pseudo) psychedelic with all the microdosing going on. no doubt as a result of going to burning man
there's a pantheistic inclination running through psychedelia; your inner and outer worlds being one. emotions and ideas taking material form. this exaggerated, all engulfing materialism is like that; ego and accomplishment manifest physically.
there's a pantheistic inclination running through psychedelia; your inner and outer worlds being one. emotions and ideas taking material form. this exaggerated, all engulfing materialism is like that; ego and accomplishment manifest physically.
Certainly, sex as the central metaphor of dancing seems remoter than ever. Rave dancing doesn’t bump and grind from the hip; it’s abandoned the model of genital sexuality altogether for a kind of polymorphous perverse frenzy. It’s a dance of tics and twitches, jerks and spasms, the agitation of a body broken down into individual components, then re-integrated at the level of the entire dancefloor. Each sub-individual part (a limb, a hand cocked like a pistol) is a cog in a collective desiring machine
dematerialisation
it’s a quest to reach escape velocity.
The Aesthetic Of Disappearance
Sampled and modulated on a keyboard, they become a barrage of intensities without pretext or context, shudders and shivers that are not so much inhuman as infra-human.
Ardcore abolishes narrative: instead of tension/climax/release, it offers a thousand plateaux of crescendo, an endless successions of NOWs.
This emergent anti-culture of instantaneity will be inhabited by a new breed of schizophrenic subject, whose ego is “made up of a series of little deaths and partial identities”.