Interzone / Heroin Chic: A song composed with words and phonemes from Naked Lunch

Today’s decoy, Interzone / Heroin Chic, is re-written from words and phonemes in William Burroughs’ novel Naked Lunch. I remember reading this book in parts. The words of the drug addict’s world/s were alien and resistant to reading. Oh for the time to go back re-read it! Instead I’m disappearing into another foreign land, this time of auxiliary send, compression, and transpositions. Oh for an engineer! Anyway: enjoy, or whatever the word is.

The decoyist is away on holiday for a bit, so the next song will appear in about 3 weeks – something simpler, perhaps from words by Beckett.

Comments

[roxana]

oh i think the word is indeed 'enjoy', a very unsettling kind of, nevertheless (even tormenting, in case of this last piece). which can only mean: "so much the better", if you ask me.

thank you for mentioning my so-called 'encouragement', though i don't know how i deserved that, i just couldn't help but telling you how much i am intrigued by your sound project - and like it, of course.

happy holiday!
(mail will follow and oh, indeed, for "Oh for an engineer!", i loved the way you put it :-)

[D. Coys]

Thanks Roxana. Yes I suppose it is turning into a sound project. It seems like mucking around, and yet I've been distracted while on holiday, keen to get back to 'work'. Some nights I was woken up in the hotel room, the window open to cool down, the announcements drifting in from the nearby train terminal with 3 ascending notes that will now appear in the next tune.