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.
