Neon, Necropolis, Silence

[squirmelia]

Neon

The queue for neon grew longer and longer as I watched from above. I yearned for neon; the sky was grey. A quick glimpse of brightness, of astounding green lights, was caught as the door briefly opened for someone else who had been drawn in, despite the wait.

Necropolis

I walked on, firstly around display boards filled with brightly coloured manga and then to the former location of the London Necropolis Station. An ordinary-looking lion-adorned building stood at 121 Westminster Bridge Road, but apparently it was used as a terminus station for the transportation of the dead.

Silence

The collection of silences exhibition appealed to me - sitting silently in a room with the artist while the sound of silence is recorded. Although I missed the sessions, I've since been thinking about collecting silences also. The silence of neon, silent phonecalls to myself, the silence of closed down funfairs, silence caused by option paralysis.

Comments

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the last time we did slimelight there were three of us, and we managed to find a chair which we took turns sitting in, but when we discussed it later we found that each of us had had audio hallucinations - each time we sat in the chair we thought we heard someone saying our names. weird. but yeah. by that stage we had no interest in the club and were just trying to make it through till it was time to get our bus back up the road.

i'm guessing that i've ticked the download box for the tracks, and the forgot to do it for the menche track. i'll go see if i can do that. all 4 should be streaming ok. though i have been finding myspace a little buggy for music recently, which is about the only thing i really use it for anyway.