Tuesday June 27th

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its a long time since i’ve been on the open road alone.
how would this journey pass with a sub woofer playing the balancing to the road’s frequencies all the way ? of course, the volume would alter with the accelerator .

Monday May 22nd

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they give you a choice of synthesized strings, whale song or something ambient.
i needed to do this in silence as of course once naked and in and the lid had slowly closed down sealing me into this soft warm blue goo that my body lay on quite obediently, everything got very noisy.
there was my heart and blood thud thud thud pump pump and the high pitched whine in the ears and images of Sigourney Weaver emerging from 3 million years in outerspace.
then my body felt like it was bending and contorting through some multidimensional magnetic field as tensions released over surfaces that weren’t there.
one hour is too short a session.

Thursday 13th May

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i think i’m exhausted from the fan noise of the power supply.
Or is it that I have been playing 24hz into my shoulders for 2 minutes at a fff vibration level that causes this semi mulch sensation of bodily tissue.

Friday 12th May

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i’m learning how to make shapes with sound. i mean really, in this pretty arduous scientific kind of way. it’s a several stage process and I need to be more disciplined (oi. hark at her!).
Years of running with the idea that emerges as I make I have to put aside to be able to complete the thing I am attempting to make first. The list of asides grows too fast.
Still as usual there is the added layer of when feeling the sound it makes something else.
A single sound increasing and decreasing in volume creates a growing mound sensation.
Play a sound next to it and the one nearest the ear dominates.
Play the same sound in a plane opposite it and the sound leaves its mound sensation and moves in a line back and forth across the bed.
Add in the neighbouring sound and the effect is increased changing the single line shape into a geometric pattern.
This is the way to make a lattice effect over the body.
(or, are these ideas just impossible and again its the imagination driving what ends up being days of wasted time?)

Tuesday May 2nd

possible outlets for Sonic Bed.
Healing Music: everyone comments on feeling so relaxed after a ride
Sleeping Music: 4 out of 5 people who lie on bed for more than 10 minutes will fall asleep.
Sex therapy : certain frequencies cause sensations similar to orgasm. When played all over the body at the same time, the effect is startling.
Dietary Aid: certain frequencies played under the top of the back causes the heart rate to increase and therefore metabolism.

Saturday April 15th

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7am.
This morning I am so in China it’s textbook. The spring sunshine shines fresh. The red star and crescent flag flaps gently outside my window. No traffic on the street, just people, walking. Old woman ruddy cheeks, no more than 5′ tall strides up the pavement, young bright faced woman on corner with pancake and banana in a bag waiting, old man on bike in blue glides by, uplifting vigorous marching music fills the street with vitality!

Tuesday 14th March

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ok yes, so i was thinking that as i am deep in musicforbodies land and not performing, that this last year booked upcoming Mex show would be more of an installation performance using the bed software rather than a live playing beast. but david’s work has produced this beast that plays a treat. I drive LiSa through it and am leaping in possible sound territories i’ve wanted to craft through for ages.

Saturday 11th March

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do coffee with David at the new café that plays unreleased serbian rock music and has an out of London suburban feeling (Reading?). a pleasant relief from the the new urban wealth that swarms over the Broadway on saturdays and phew warm inside.
i propose the 6 channel version of the bed software idea for the mexico show and we plan how to do it. yip. at last a multichannelled instrument not based on stereo.

Thursday March 9th

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swinging into Hoxton St, pumping thighs pumping riding fastest to the pod for fish dinner and
bang, it hits me.
the whole street went translucent and i’m slammed by a ‘this is it’ as clear and static as a glass bubble moment.
this is all it is.
that woman with her kid and that man with his chips and this bend and bump in the road
this is all it is.