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| 09.17.03 (6:50 pm) [edit] |
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no one reads this except me so unless someone drops me a line soon I'm going to delete this whole dumb experiment..
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| Lifespan of a soundalike |
| 09.14.03 (9:59 pm) [edit] |
That Wayne Lonesome is on the Bug LP...and who's that Tiger soundalike on that Wiley riddim? Any takers?
From the JA Star:
"IF THERE IS a blueprint, most definitely there will be a carbon copy. It is inevitable. This premise holds true in many aspect of life and music is no exception.
There is always a new artiste that comes along sounding exactly like an established act, be it intentional or accidental. "I know for a fact that artistes imitate other artistes because they are popular, hoping to gain some notoriety from it...," stressed Brenda Sutherland.
Rip-Offs
One notable rip-off of a voice in the dancehall was in the case of the feline, Tiger, versus the equine-like creature, Zebra, with the latter being the defendant. Wayne Lonesome also copied the trademark growl made popular by Tiger. There are many others. Many say that in the premature stages of his career Merciless had Bounty's voice covered like a carpet on a floor. These days many say that promising deejay Assassin's voice is reminiscent to that of 'Mr. Wow' - Baby Cham.
While many do not mind the soundalikes, there are others that despise their existence. Brenda Sutherland told THE WEEKEND STAR that she will not condemn a fresh act that starts off sounding like an artiste that they admire. However, she says she will fling fiery tantrums at the individuals that after some time cannot create a niche for themselves but relegate themselves to roles similar to that of flies.
Individual Style
Jeremy Harding, the manager of dancehall's new poster boy, Sean Paul, shares similar sentiments. Harding argued that the mark of a true artiste is one that is able to adapt from others yet possesses the creativity to make it into their own."It is never a bad thing to emulate another person to (eventually) find your own groove, but at the end of the day it is how much of your stamp that you put on it versus how much you just downright steal."
Dancehall dubpoet DYCR tells THE WEEKEND STAR that a soundalike tells him that there is something unique about the artiste being emulated.
Personally, he has no problems with others sampling his artistic flavour. "Me hear persons doing things sounding like me but me nuh business with them, 'cause dat just give DYCR some more power. If dem not upset with themselves for not being original why should I?" DYCR asked.
While not chastising those who choose to imitate another to 'eat a food', DYCR threw caution at the wind as he warned that imitators that subsequently do not find a style of their own will before long be in the unemployment lines.
"Most of them have a shorter career span than the original, because the original is just the original and people will embrace the original longer than any carbon copy," emphasised DYCR."
Tyrone Reid
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| Back in the Homeland |
| 09.08.03 (4:45 pm) [edit] |
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And the police reckon he makes them nervous
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| American foreign aid at work |
| 09.08.03 (1:09 am) [edit] |
Your $ + the Israeli Defence Force =
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| I'm not tired baby, I'm chillin.. |
| 09.03.03 (10:52 pm) [edit] |
Great rave about/love poem to a fave club
Love the bit where rappers talk back to the audience disses they could lipread or even hear...
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| Prop-agenda |
| 09.03.03 (7:35 pm) [edit] |
Egghead Eno comes up with a new neologism.
(btw hows the concept factory going these days Simon?)
Dunno which is more perplexing: all that time spent with Bono in the studio, or the Rorty fixation...
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| Yard Report |
| 09.03.03 (12:04 am) [edit] |
Latest ed of Jamaica's X-News (the dancehall tabloid par excellence) is at it again
"Anus (bottom)" how quaint is that?
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| More proof positive that these are the last days... |
| 09.02.03 (10:53 pm) [edit] |
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Serious times indeed
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| Wiley again |
| 09.02.03 (6:08 pm) [edit] |
that did sound like a diss, didn't it.
what I should have added is that Wiley's productions give that sub bass more room to move than anything else in the hardcore continuum/post acid thang since early warp bleep 'n' bass (LFO/Sweet Exorcist). Not too many worlds away from "clonk", much of the minimal 8-bar/grime/whatever they call it this week, really...
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| and they go crunch ta boot! |
| 09.02.03 (4:01 pm) [edit] |
Man like Wiley*: the intensifier (aka the hagiographer) ) reckons this (go to his 28 Aug missive)
but dontcha think some of his riddims sound like the were built on fruity loops? Not a diss really especially when you ponder the origins of the pulse x riddim....
* "WILEY – “Blizzard”
Wiley’s productions are simultaneously reaching IDM levels of abstraction while being the most dead simple physical records this side of “Grindin”. Nothing really happens in 8-bar productions after they make their opening statements, but at their best the instrumentals are weird enough or physical enough or both to be carried along for their three or four changing-same minutes. “Blizzard” reminds me – amazingly – of Piano Magic’s more abstract vignettes like “Music for Annahbird” reworked for a Greensleeves riddim album. A tea-kettle whistle, ultra-dry bongo rhythm and then BAM: what sounds like car doors slamming in time and that trademark Wiley-bass, a ridiculous, overmodulated waveform that skips up and down octaves and sounds like nothing so much as a cyborg jug band. It’s hilarious and terrible and boring and gripping and the future."
[Jess @ nylpm 's take on the man]
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| cargo cult missives/hotel management school alumnus to al-aqsa style |
| 08.27.03 (8:57 pm) [edit] |
Sec just got a care/aid package airdropped from NY (cheers to the godfather aka the dopeman aka the totaliser)
Selected highlights:
DJ Assault mix from a while ago: alongside the usual malarkey very surprised to see him drop some classic basic channel and nu groove 12s in the mix, albeit at +15 or whatever psycho bpm his tricked up decks manages...
Extra Yard Comp: used to be well into that UK hip hop years ago (hung out for the latest HHC, Blade, Demon Boyz, Hardnoise, Kold Sweat sides, Ruthless Rap Assassins [how prescient were they?...older Hinds bro STILL my all time favourite mc] but slept on it for years, to my detriment. DJ Hype 94 style dread bass with 90 bpm riddims? Thats a whole new productive vein there in the first couple of bars...
...and re the sean paul debate that raged:
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I rest my case
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| 08.20.03 (6:34 pm) [edit] |
Elephant Man, Sumfest 2003
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Ripped shit up, by all accounts
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| The technical term for this: a paradoxical intervention |
| 08.20.03 (5:57 pm) [edit] |
In South Africa: 'Black' prison music depressing Boeremag men
August 18 2003 at 05:03PM
Some of the Boeremag treason trialists complained on Monday of suffering psychological breakdowns because they were being forced to listen to "black" music in prison for up to 15 hours a day.
One had contemplated suicide and another was refusing to stand trial until the problem had been solved, the Pretoria High Court heard.
Legal counsel for several of the trialists complained that their clients were being subjected to "psychological torture" in Pretoria's C-Max Prison, where the radio station Metro FM was played from 6am to 9pm each day.
"We have men sitting here in tears and who are busy cracking," said Rudi Lubbe for Tom Vorster.
'We have men sitting here in tears and who are busy cracking'Attorney Paul Kruger said the sound system in the prison was being used as "an instrument of torture".
"The music resounds through the halls all day. Some of my clients have suffered breakdowns, which affect their ability to stand trial."
Advocate Piet Pistorius described this as intimidation and victimisation, and asked Judge Eben Jordaan to intervene.
One of his clients had reached breaking point, and had talked about suicide, he told the court.
Lubbe indicated that Vorster would refuse to stand trial until such time as his "physical and mental torture" in prison had stopped.
'The music resounds through the halls all day'Thirteen of the 22 accused are being held in C-Max. Their legal representatives said repeated pleas to authorities had fallen on deaf ears.
Jordaan indicated that he could not make a ruling without hearing both sides of the story. If the situation did not improve, the correct thing would be for the men to approach a judge in a civil court.
He did, however, threaten prison management with an order holding them personally responsible for the costs should the men be left with no choice but to approach a court for relief.
The matter was adjourned to Tuesday for the sound system in the court to be beefed up after the accused, legal counsel and the judge complained they could not hear each other.
The 22 men stand accused of planning to overthrow the government as members of the rightwing Boeremag organisation, with the aim of declaring a Boer republic.
They face 42 charges, including high treason, terrorism, sabotage, murder, and several firearms and explosives violation charges.
Fifteen of them have refused to plead to the charges, and had the court enter a not guilty plea on their behalf. Seven pleaded not guilty.
All opted on Monday to exercise their right to remain silent and not enter a plea explanation.
Jordaan earlier dismissed an application by 17 of the accused for the recusal of chief prosecutor Paul Fick.
He said he was not convinced that Fick would fail to conduct an objective trial. Mere anxiety on the applicants' part was not sufficient grounds for a recusal.
It would be highly unlikely for an accused in any criminal trial not to think the prosecutor was biased.
In the end, the duty of ensuring a fair trial was that of the presiding judge, and he was committed to doing just that, Jordaan said.
The 17 last week questioned Fick's integrity, accused him of trying to curtail their right to freely consult their legal counsel, and expressed fears that he would not conduct an objective trial.
The hearing was delayed for over an hour on Monday morning when police searched a suspicious-looking vehicle parked in Palace Street outside the court.
It turned out to belong to a police detective who had been late for a court case and decided to park in the restricted area. Church Square and its access streets are closed for traffic during the Boeremag trial.
In the morning, acting judge Piet van der Byl dismissed a bail application by one of the trialists, Dirk Jacobus Hanekom.
The court was expected next to hear an application for a revision of the charge sheet.
Only then can the trial get underway. - South African Press Agency
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| Portrait of a Personality Disorder (Unanalysable Rubbish ) |
| 08.20.03 (12:58 am) [edit] |
My, my secretary didnt like typing this out one little bit (incorrigible gauchiste). But thats what a background in that most erringly humanist variant of the helping professions produces...
A: I want something to come to a definite conclusion. Up till now I've followed all your orders; now you should try to. . . anyway, I don't see why. . .
DR X: Now if you please. . . we are agreed; there, we'll stop here. You'll regret this.
A: Are you frightened on this tape-recorder then?
DR X: I don't want it near me. I'm not going along with this.
A: but why not?At least explain to me why not. Are you afraid of the tape-recorder?
DR X: Cut it out!
A: You are cutting me off?Now this is interesting, you are bringing up the question of "cutting"again. A moment ago you were talking about my penis being cut off - and now you're the one who's doing the cutting.
DR X: Listen!I've had enough of this tape recorder!
A: How do you mean?
DR X: Either you take it out of the room, or the interview is over.
Agreed?I would certainly like to explain to you what I was going to explain - but as things stand, either you take this tape recorder outside, or I'll refuse to say another word. I'm sorry but that's how it it.
A: I think you are frightened!I think you're frightened and that's silly because what I've just done is in your interests; without making a fuss about it I'm taking a big risk and I'm doing it for you and for lots of other people. But I want to get to the bottom of this whole mystification and intend to go on.
Dr X: Fine, well then. . .
A: No!stay where you are, Doctor!You're going to stay there and you're not going to pick up that phone; you're going to stay where you are an above all don't start threatening me with the straight -jacket.
Dr X: I won't threaten you so long you leave this room
A: I will not leave this room!I'm calling you to account. I mean it - you'd better be able to account for yourself. And I'm not doing do purely on my behalf, but on behalf of. . . Come on now - sit down; don't let's get angry. You'll see. . . you won't be hurt. I'm not out to get you. Come on, calm down. Sit down. . . you don't want to?Very well then, let's stay standing. Right then, let's get back to my "penis being cut off"- wasn't that the expression?My father wanted to cut off my. . . Wasn't that it?
Dr X: Listen!At the moment you're not in state for a discussion.
A: Of course I am!You're the one who doesn't want to talk. You're the one who's not in a state for discussion.
Dr X: I've asked you to put away your tape-recorder.
A: But my tape recorder isn't a tai, you know. It's a listening device that keeps a benevolent check on us.
Dr X: I was trying to explain something to you. . .
A: Right, Carry on.
Dr X: And then suddenly, instead of trying to understand. . .
A: Because you were about to drop a capital remark, the sort of thing you've been stuffing my head with for years, and I don't want you now to try and get out of it by dodging the issue - or should I say, by avoiding your responsibility for the hundredth= time.
Dr X: Your responsibility, you mean.
A: What?
Dr X: At the moment you want to make me responsible for thins that are your own responsibility.
A: Not at all!I'm making a study at the moment, a scientific study
Dr X: Perhaps you are.
A: Good, then, let's continue. No doubt you know that things run far more efficiently when you can use a tape- recorder for there studies. You're freer; you don; t have to take notes. We're getting somewhere.
Dr X: This is not the place to carry out scientific studies!
A: But it is! I thought I was the guest of a man of science, and now I 'd like to know just what the science it is he practices, for I have m doubts about this 'science' - it may be nothing but charlatanism.
Dr X: Well, I have the right to refuse to talk in from of a tape-recorder.
A: Of course you have the right, and you're not backward in exercising it; many thanks. . . You feel you're being accused; you're talking like an American who won't make a statement unless he has his lawyer with him. . . Sit down!
Dr X: I'm ready to talk to you and explain things to you.
A: Fine, let's carry on then!
Dr X: But I'm not ready to talk in front of a tape-recorder.
A: But why were you just about to telephone?
Dr X: Because I had told you that if you insisted on using a tape-recorder, you had to get out.
A: But why?Why were you going to telephone?
Dr X: Because I had told you that if you insisted on using a tape-recorder you had to get out.
A: But why did you. . . You can't have me put away, you know!If anyone deserves to be put away, it's you - that's if we are trying to find out who's unbalanced.
Dr X: I. . . I. . . This really is. . .
A: Listen, I've got nothing against you. I don; t want to harm you; on the contrary. .
Dr X: Right then, we're agreed. Turn off your tape-recorder.
A: This is fun, isn't it; except that I wish you stopped being frightened. . .
Dr X: I don't think this is fun
A: But you're frightened. And your libido, what are you doing about that?Do you think that I want to cut off your little willie?Of course I don't!I'm here to give you a real. . . But this is fantastic!You've had this little occasion coming to you for a long time. Listen, admit that you're getting out of it very nicely. Doctor!!!Doctor, I've got nothing against you, but you obviously have. . . you've got something against yourself.
Dr X: At this moment you are. . .
A: I've got nothing against you , but I feel you abuse your position. Yes'that's it, You have abused me. I would even go so far to say that you have defrauded me, if we're going to use legal jargon: you haven't met your obligations. You don't know how to cure people - you only know how to make them worse. That's a fact - all we need is ask your other patients, your 'patients', or people you call your patients, people who come to you for help and get nothing, who get nothing but one long wait. . . Vome on, sit down!Let's be reasonable. Let's be reasonable!There. Are you a man or a mouse?Are you a man?
Dr X: For the last time, you've got a tape recorder there and I won't put up with it.
A: I'm sorry, I have to repeat that I pulled this tape recorder out - to use your words - because I didn't like the way you suddenly demanded that we drop the question of castration.
Dr X: Well I'd certainly be willing to discuss the question of castration, if that is in fact your real problem, but I won; t say anything in front of a tape-recorder.
A: Fine, well we won; t talk about it; we'll wait until you change your mind. You; re trapped.
Dr X: What do you ope to get out of trapping me?
A: I have nothing to loose!
Dr X: Maybe.
A: You're frightened!Come on now, Johnny. Buck up, eh?You don; t want to?
Dr X: You don; t regard this as a serious situation?
A: It; s terribly serious. Tht's why it could be much better if you'd put up a different face on it than the one you are. . . I'd have to have a nerve to let myself in for such a thing!Yet even so I need to be absolutely sure. . .
Dr X: No, you don; t have to be sure, If you were sure you wouldn't be acting like that!Now let me go; this is a highly dangerous situation.
A: Dangerous?
Dr X: Yes, you're dangerous.
A: I'm not dangerous at all; you're only saying that. You never stop trying to make me believe I'm dangerous, but I 'm not in the least bit dangerous.
Dr X: You're dangerous because you don't have a grasp on reality!
A: That's not true.
Dr X: You don't have a grasp on reality!
A: I'm a little lamb. I've always been as gentle as a lamb.
Dr X: You don't have a grasp on reality!
A: You're the one who's dangerous. It's he who says it who is it!
Dr X: You don't have a grasp on reality!
A: What is this "reality"?
Dr X: At the moment you're dangerous, because you don't have a grasp on reality.
A: But what is "reality"? We have to agree on our definitions first. I know one thing, from the point of view of your reality, and that is that you are very angry, you're having difficulty controlling yourself - you're going to explode any minute. You're going to snap; you're under pressure, you're getting yourself into a state that helps no one. I've got nothing against you; you've got no reason to be angry. I'm not your father!
Dr X: You've got your tape-recorder there!
A: So?
Dr X: Switch it off!
A: Come on, it's not so bad as all that. Does it frighten you?It's not a gun.
Dr X: Switch it off!
A: Are you frightened?
Dr X: Switch it off!
A: What do you mean witch it off?
Dr X: I don't like this sort of interview.
A: Now listen, do you want a spanking?
Dr X: There, you see, you're dangerous.
A: No I'm not, I'm simply asking you this question: would you mind stop acting like a child?
Dr X: I tell you you're dangerous.
A: And I'm telling you you're acting like a child.
Dr X: And you're going to show me what for, I can see.
A: No, I'm not going to show you what for.
Dr X: Switch it off!
A: But what do you mean - "Switch it off!"?
Dr X: I've got nothing more to say to you, you're dangerous.
A: What do you mean, you've got nothing more to say?You've got to square account with me.
Dr X: I've asked you to go.
A: I'm sorry!I've no intention of going!
Dr X: See how dangerous you are!
A: I'm not dangerous. All I'm doing is raise my voice and you can't take it. If someone starts shouting, you get frightened, don't you?When you hear shouting you loose your cool. You're terrified - it's your daddy shouting at you (the two men are now standing within inches of each other), but all I'm doing here, Johnny, is shouting to show you that it's not serious this time. Now you see, you've got over your fear already. There!You've overcome your fear. That's better, isn't it?You're all right now. That's better. You see it's not all that serious: I'm not your father. And I could shout some more, but I won't. There, that's enough.
Dr X: Are you mimicking your father at the moment?
A: No, come on, I'm mimicking yours!The one I can see in your eyes.
Dr X: You're trying to play the part of. . .
A: I don't want to play any part with you; all I want is to be free of the pain you put me through!Now it's you who's shitting in your pants!Of course!Look at you - what ar you folding your arms like that for?You're protecting yourself. Do you really think I want to hit you?Where did you get that idea from?I'm far off too reasonable for that!I've got myself under control; I don't want to do what you'd like me to do. Things would be much simpler then, wouldn't they?I'd hit you; I'd be in the wrong; I'd have started it; I would have done something which would give you the power to. . . who knows?. . . to play the doctor, yes, to play the psychiatrist.
If I'm threatening anyone, it's not little Johnny, but the sadistic doctor. . . Not little Johnny. He's suffered enough already. I have no wish to hit him - but the doctor, the psychiatrist, the one who took the place of my father, he deserves a good kick in the pants. Now let me explain. Sit down. No?You don't want to?
Dr X: You can speak. I won't. I've told you that I. . .
A: All right then, I'll speak. So, there you are!I wanted to say this the moment I pulled out the tape-recorder - I only pulled it out to speak, because I had something to say. Obviously you can be recorded too, if you like - I'll send you a transcription. You should find it very interesting.
Well I hope you will, anyway. . . Well, here we go!You can't get better lying on that thing! ( pointing his finger at the psychoanalyst couch ); it's impossible!You can't get better yourself because you have spent too many years on it. You're scared of looking people in the face. A moment ago you started to tell me how I had to 'face up to my fantasies". I could never have faced up to anything!You made me turn my back on you. You can't cure people like that. It would never work, because in fact living with other people means knowing how to look at them in the face. What did you think I'd learn on that couch?THe way things are, you've robbed even of my wish to live with others or to face up to anything, and that's your problem!That's why you make people lie down like that!Because you can't look them in the face. You can't cure them; all you can do is palm off on them your own father-figure problems the ones you've never been able to come to terms with. From one session o another you drag your victims along like this with your father-problem, don't you?Do you see what I'm trying to say?And I've had a terrible time trying to understand this and get out of it. You've certainly made me perform some mental gymnastics. A few at any rate - and you have to agree, it cost me quite a lot, if that's all it was!But there is worse: you've robbed me of my ability to face up things by promising me. . . I put myself in your hands, but because I couldn't see you I had no idea when you were finally going to give me what I had come here to get. I was waiting for your authorization. That's what I was doing!You would have been stupid to give it to me wouldn't you?, to get me out of it, since I was keeping you; you lived off me, you sucked me dry - I was the patient, and you were the doctor, and in the end you'd turned your own childhood problem over to me - I was the child and you were the father. . . You had all the rights, didn't you?You had the right to have me put away at some time, well not perhaps me, but other people anyway. . .
Dr X: I was dialing 999 to have you taken out of here -999, the police, to get rid of you.
A: The police?Daddy?So that's it!Your daddy was a policeman. And you were ringing daddy to come and get me.
Dr X: Because in my opinion. . .
A: But listen, this is interesting. Why did you want to ring for the police?You would have missed all this. You have to admit. . .
Dr X: You're a qualified lawyer. . .
A: . . . that I was right to stop you.
Dr X: When someone refuses to leave your home you call the police.
A: You're right. That's a fact. You brought me here, you drew me into your little sanctum, your little cave. . .
Dr X: I asked you to go.
A: Listen!If you take the floor to say things like that, then you might as well let me go on because if you don't we're going to get fed up, we're going to waste time, agreed?
If you've really got something important to say, you should say it, all right?Of course you should come out with it. It's a fact - you're a mass of inhibitions. But if you can say is you're calling the police or you wanted to call them, then that's something we really should analyse.
All right then, is that better? (speaking in a very calm and gentle voice)All right now?
Dr X: No (he gets up), you're going to go and listen to that tape-recorder you've got.
A: No, no, no, no, that's not the important thing now. Just a look at how you reacted - what a fuss!You've got yourself all worked up just going on here. It doesn't make sense. Besides you haven't really explained why - you don't want to be recorded. Wouldn't you like to tell me why you're so angry?I'll tell you why - because suddenly there I was, in control if something!That's why. Up to now you were accustomed to having total control over the situation, and then suddenly a new element is introduced, and upsets things.
Dr X: I'm not used to physical violence.
A: What do you mean - "physical violence"?
Dr X: Pulling down that tape-recorder was a violent act.
A: An act of physical violence?(Utter astonishment)
Dr X: Besides, you're perfectly well aware it was - all you have to do is look where my telephone is to see there has been physical violence. (The telephone ended up on the floor after the previous episode: "You're not going to pick up that phone")
A: Now listen, are you serious?Did you enjoy saying what you just said?Are you happy now?I want to be sure you're all right. Are you feeling OK?Everything is working?Ooh, ooh. . . (using baby language)Doctor!(speaking every softly and gently)Coo-coo. . . Come on, you've got to say something; don't you want to tell me?Well!Just look at this situation!It's ridiculous!Let's try to rise to the occasion, will we?
Dr X: Look - all this you've just been saying - what you were just explaining to me. . .
A: Yes?What?
Dr X: you would do well to listen to it over again.
A: Of course - and you as well- to listen to your silence. . . You're the one who is repressed, since you can't speak. I pull out a tape-recorder and all of a sudden you cut off!That was the image you used - you said: 'Cut it out. 'well you've cut out your own game, haven't you, the way a murderer cuts out when he gives himself up. I'm not cutting out; on the contrary, I want to carry on, I want us to get closer to the truth. . .
Dr X: Your time is up; you'll have to go.
A: No!time doesn't exist!
Dr X: Yes it does!
A: No it doesn't. . . We'll have a good time from now on, believe me.
Dr X: You have now explained me something - well, all you have to do is draw the right conclusions from it. But you have explained something. . .
A: Yes?
Dr X: . . . that you should have understood a long time ago.
A: What?
Dr X: Your attitude.
A: What do you mean my attitude?
Dr X: Your attitude, what you've just explained. . .
A: My attitude?What about yours? - (buzz at the door)you think you can just cut me off
Dr X: What you have just explained is your attitude. Did you hear that?Someone else is waiting to see me.
A: What do I care?The next victim's in no hurry.
Dr X: Well, I do care.
A: (speaking stiffly and authoritatively): We will not leave this room until matters have been cleared up concerning what has taken place and the problem of your responsibilities and your failure to meet them. Don't talk to me about physical violence; it was you who began the physical violence by forcing me to lie down on that couch; it was you who twisted me, who turned my head upside down. It was you who distorted things, don't you realize that?don't you realize that all of a sudden you look ridiculous?There's something beyond this moment here now!There's something shameful about your present, infantile behaviour!
Dr X: You see how dangerous you are; I told you that you were dangerous.
A: Doctor X, you're a clown!. . . and an ominous clown at that!You are dodging the issue. . . I've come two or three times a week to you for I don't know ow many years, and what have you given me?If I'm mad and dangerous as you say I am at the moment, all you're doing is reaping what you've sown, what you've invested with your erroneous theory. Take note of that. And after all, this little scare should do you a lot of good - all I'm asking you to do is think a bit about what you're doing: it's sort of a little assignment I'm setting you - it's not at all that serious!It's not going to hurt you!
"The man with the tape recorder"
Les Temps Modernes 1969
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| 08.19.03 (1:29 am) [edit] |
NEVER BOW!
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| [Other] Analysts who have inspired me: 1. John Michael Brearley |
| 08.19.03 (12:56 am) [edit] |
Iron Mike, addressing the British Psychoanalytical Society, defending our art from the encroaches of the NHS, HMO's, mere ego psychology and, (gasping for breath), social workers:
I will end, if you will forgive me, with an analogy. It is only partial. In the world of cricket there are those who favour one-day cricket and those who favour five-day cricket. Others favour three-day cricket. One-day cricket appeals to a wide audience. It is fast, exciting and athletic. Five-day cricket is often slower, but its aficionados claim that it offers the widest possible range of cricketingskills, and that when such a match is close, the tension is that muchthe greater. When a match stagnates, the boredom is much greater, too. Five day therapy also offers the widest possible risk of stagnation,whether induced by patients' resistances, or by the analyst's shortcomings; but it also at best is a treatment for the widest possiblerange of character traits and unconscious qualities.
All that and a thoughroughly repectable test average too
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Pardon me, I'm off dealing with some competitors
Impudence!
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| Combining Cricket and the Couch... |
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#1 Mike Brearley
Lovely chap. Here he is going over Brian Lara's case notes.
More on this wondrous polymath soon folks...
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[Other] analysts who have provided me with inspiration: a series
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Together we can achieve the requisite level of pathology...
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