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sonicle: discomfort zone

Hasan — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 01:20:34 +0000

he doesn’t quite understand why when everyone else seems to be having fun, he slips deeper into discomfort. the greater the party, the deeper his melancholy.

sonicle: misplaced_bookmark

Hasan — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 02:26:47 +0000

it was unusual in shape and only suited one book. i lost it. in its stead, i bought a new bookmark from a matchbox man. the £2 were worth it. if only i could misplace the new bookmark, too. a chain reaction of sorts.

sonicle: cosey conduit

Hasan — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 23:48:36 +0000

having no history, he ought to be excited about what lies in store; at least that’s what she said, and when she did, he transformed into a conduit.

sonicle: akfak’s faustian drip

Hasan — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 02:10:35 +0000

risk averse boy one day makes dangerous decisions. biting his nails, he awaits the demons’ arrival.

sonicle: a soundscape of hunger

Hasan — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 03:54:07 +0000

even to the outside world, he is an outsider.

sonicle: the importance of importance

Hasan — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 00:45:20 +0000

how important is importance? does it matter? does such a thing exist?

sonicle: erase eye number zero

Hasan — Fri, 05 Feb 2010 02:58:51 +0000

daruma’s blind eye sees red. erasing blindness is imperative to seeing things in black and white.

sonicle: rainspatter

Hasan — Sat, 16 Jan 2010 01:49:08 +0000

another ode to sound and/or noise and/or music. the end of another week brings rain to my window. it patters. it spatters. and i can’t sleep.

sonicle: running around in circles 1-4

Hasan — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 00:51:15 +0000

meandering the geometry of music, i find myself running around in circles: perhaps silence is the ultimate aesthetic expression of sound.

run one:

run two:

run three:

run four:

sonicle: EXEmas_in4parts

Hasan — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 17:08:56 +0000

exonian christmases are: ducks that wish people a happy holiday season (part one), immigrants try to appease their kids by taking them out for walks/ATM machines don’t work (part two), two north africans walk and talk away the quiet afternoon/still having ATM trouble (part three), the city streets are claimed by armies of seagulls and gutted bags of rubbish (part four).

how enlightening.