vainglorious pursuit of leisure

September 21, 2006 on 11:42 am | In Happenings | No Comments

Esteemed Colleagues:
Not only is it desirable to slack off in the workplace, as I’m sure those among you who are not already wholly assimilated realize, but it is in fact beneficial to both the functioning of the free market and the continuation and evolution of the human race as a whole. The apposite tendencies of productivity and wage-earning as manifested in the arena of desire are an essential part of the machine that keeps the wealth flowing and the economy thriving. As efficiency asymtotically approaches 100% (however one might postulate such an elusive figure, or epistulate such an allusive concept), the more stagnant the pool of wealth becomes.
Other things that you can do to help keep the economy strong include starting fires on yachts and putting pipe bombs in limousines. Or just crash into them. That yachts and limousines constitute some manner of True Slack is laughable to those who understand It in Its purest form as the apotheosis of the brain-embalmed uselessness of the Normal.

You can also attend these pre-formances:

Tonight, Thursday, September 21, Kings, 10:30: Death Jazz with the Slawfoot Three.
The Slawfoot Three being me and the rhythm cats from DeYarmond Edison and Megafaun: Brad Cook on double bass and Joe Westerlund on drums. Scattershot free jazz that even a mother couldn’t love.

Sunday, Carrboro Arts Center, 7 pm: Tone Pham and cohort.
It looks like we’ll be doing a couple of compositions of Tone’s with him on Vietnamese guitar, Christopher Thurston on double bass, Chris Eubank on cello, me on horns, and not sure who might be drumming yet. Part of the Carrboro Music Fist.

The benefits of workplace slack to the human race in general include the slowing down of the death-machine of civilization’s thanatoid superego and the potential thwarting of its ultimate goal, the extinguishing of all life on the planet.
The less actual work is performed, the more generally distributed surplus labor is throughout the working pool. The surplus labor is still always ready-at-hand for the capitalists to exploit, in the form of the appropriation of an individual worker’s free time to write e-mails or what-have-you.
oh, shit. I gotta go.
those ratfuckers.
–Crawmitt Obb

the hive beneath the floor

September 15, 2006 on 6:25 am | In Happenings | No Comments

My hive combine droneys,
Bizzy yourcellves this workweek turnaround with some buggin out at the yearly Bugfest and catch some ferocious old school rock’n'roll while you’re at it. Over at yon North Carolina Museum of Unnatural Sciences on Jones St in Raleigh.
Dexter Romweber and the New Romans, 6:15 pm, Saturday, Sept 16, outside on Jones St. I believe it’s free, so you got no excuses, you destitute motherfuckers. We’ll be followed by the Countdown Quartet.

And fix on attending the secret installment of Death Jazz next Thursday, the 21st, at Kings. Looks like it’s going to be the Slawfoot Three – Brad Cook on double bass and Joe Westerlund on drums and me on horns and stuff. Don’t tell anyone.

Bee seeing you.

-Ventriloquizzer