Another one of the pile I recently collected of older science-fiction works. This one I’ve read before, and the film it became is perhaps my all-time favourite; director’s cut or original. I’ve just finished the mammoth Water Margin, so this is … Continue reading
Well, read actually. Finished and shelved. Pity China Miéville had to come along with Railsea this year, or my internal discussion over what’s the most memorable fiction work — ok, science-fiction, not like I read anything else — of the past twelve … Continue reading
After a gap of some years between reading Capacity, I finally dug my way through Tony Ballantyne’s Divergence and Recursion, reading the first last, and it was remarkable how the story unfolds when read non-sequentially; possibly better than if I’d read in order. … Continue reading
charles stross – saturn’s children
Where the drowning tide first flows in the eventual robotic obliteration of humanity seems to be in the most visceral and profoundly human of expressions. The year thus far is populated with dancing kitchen appliances, umbrellas, an independent robot community, … Continue reading
Before threw away a prosperous career as a writer and immanent tenure track in philosophy (post-modern, even) for the joy of airport lounges and other people’s beds to make dance, I had a real thing for a world of art … Continue reading
I’ve had a couple of enlightening moments in the beautiful, weird, endlessly diverse world of sex and desire in the last couple of days, just marveling at no matter what your predilection someone is happy to satisfy you, and this … Continue reading
Before I decided the future of contemporary dance lay in aberrant ethnochoreography, and ransacked Cantonese Opera for ideas, I spent alot of time in from of my laptop making dance in animation programmes. One of my favourite things, from Flash … Continue reading
As if the slime mould robot wasn’t enough to convince both dancers and choreographers in the Contemporary Dance game that their respective numbers were up, Peter William Holden kicks us when we’re down with a bunch of robot umbrellas shakin … Continue reading
I just thought, “wouldn’t it be cool to get a bunch of these slime mould robots that can’t handle the light, and pump them full of crystal meth and play Slayer at them really loud, blast them with a stadium … Continue reading