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Rolling slowly from left to right, magnetic tape soothes the night. Revolution, music, LSD — a demo scene just for me. Track lists etched with ink and pens, swapped in dim underground dens. Video kills like Infinite Jest — cassettes prepare your vision quest.
This poems pairs with a talk I gave at the Hacker’s Congress Paralelní Polis in Prague, October 2024. You can listen to the talk by searching “bitpunk.fm” in your podcast client or visit the site here.
Love it. Reminds me of those club gigs in the late 90s.
I'm enjoying the audio in your recent two pieces. Thanks for a soothing poem for the day! (I've only heard of Infinite Jest but haven't read it)