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An Apology

Vicky, hi, it's, er, Geff calling. It's Tuesday; it's one o'clock; I've got a horrible cold. Er... regarding your remix... we haven't done it! Peter had to go away: he's been away for four weeks. He was halfway through it when he left. So the options are, go ahead and do it without us, or you could wait: he's back on this coming Monday, and we could do it by the end of that week, if... if possible... 'cause I know we — you know, we really wanna do it.

If you can't wait, then we could do one anyway, and you could release it on a single with us or something. Why don't we do a split single or something? Er... well, that's a good idea anyway, but... we would like to be on, but we don't wanna mess your plans up... er... so, you have these choices.

Assassins of Hakim Bey

And this prince was called Alamut and was Mohammedan. He had created, in a lovely valley enclosed between two very high mountains, a beautiful garden, full of every variety of fruit and trees that could be obtained. Round these plantations were various palaces and pavilions, decorated with golden ornaments. He had brought in young girls of perfect beauty and full of charm to live here, paintings and furniture all made of silk, and they were trained to sing, to play all sorts of instruments, to dance, and above all to make the most seductive advances to men that can be imagined.

This is the reason why the old man had this place built, Mohammed having said that those who obeyed his will would go to Paradise where they would find all the pleasures and delights of the world, beautiful women and rivers of milk and honey: this man wanted to pretend that he could make anyone he wished enter this very Paradise. No-one could penetrate into the garden we described, for they had built at the entrance to the valley a very fortified and impregnable castle. It could only be entered by a secret road.

AYOR

It's in my blood

Blue

Derek Jarman, Derek Jarman to airport information please.

From Derek Jarman's film Blue:

Impatient youths of the sun
Burning with many colours
Flick combs through hair in bathroom mirrors
Fucking with fusion and fashion
Dance in the beams of emerald lasers
Mating on suburban duvets
Come-splattered nuclear breeders
What a time that was

Broken Aura

As I fell into the water
I slipped and broke my aura
As I fell into the water
I slipped and broke my aura
As I fell into the water
I slipped and broke my aura
As I fell into the water
- Are you asleep?
- Yes
- Are you asleep?
I slipped and broke my aura
- Are you asleep?
- No
- Are you asleep?
- Yes
As I fell into the water
- ???
- Are you asleep?
I slipped and broke my aura
- Are you asle-e-e-e-ep?
- Ye-e-e-e-es
As I fell into the water
As I fell into the water
I slipped and broke my aura
As I fell into the water
I slipped and broke my aura
I slipped and broke my aura
As I fell into the water
I slipped and broke my aura

It's going to rain
(backwards) It's going to rain
It's going to rain

Christ's Teeth

Zimmer frames can kill you
Zimmer frames can kill you
They'll get you in the end
Oh, you can never trust them
You'll never be their friend

Zimmer frames can kill you
They'll get you in the end
You can never trust them
They'll never be your friend

Oh, Zimmer frames can kill you
They'll get you in the end
Oh, you can never trust them
They'll never be your friend

Zimmer frames can kill you
They'll get you in the end
Oh, you can never trust them
They'll never be your friend

Christ's teeth! (repeated)

We have an announcement
An announcement, we have an announcement
We have an announcement
We have an announcement to make
Thighpaulsandra is aching
Thighpaulsandra is aching to bake a cake

Christ's teeth!
We have an announcement
We have an announcement to make
Thighpaulsandra is aching
He's aching to bake a cake
We have an announcement
He is aching to bake a cake
Christ's teeth! (repeated)

The Dark Age of Love

Now you see why I'm not scared to die
I saw a vision of an angel of the world lay down and die
The earth is full of ghosts now
Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry
Instead of peace just stop and cease
A final end, a sweet release

The language of love is the language of liars
The flames of all love become funeral pyres
Smoke gets in your eyes and grown men cry
I see young men led to an early grave and old men pray to die
The earth is full of ghosts now
Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry
Instead of peace just stop and cease
A final end, a sweet release

The shipwreck to the shore
From the client to the whore
From the shadow to the sun
From the bullet to the gun
The earth is full of ghosts now
Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry
Instead of peace just stop and cease
A final end, a sweet release

The moment you discover that your killer is your lover
I kill all that I love, I just destroy what I become
The earth is full of ghosts now
Ghosts that sweat and ghosts that cry
Instead of peace just stop and cease
A final end, a sweet release

elph.zwölf

elph... zwölf (repeated 12 times at different pitches)

The Gimp/Sometimes

My [dancing?] is [tickling?] (repeated from about 1'00)

Sometimes I hate myself

Sometimes I help myself

Sometimes I hurt myself

Is Suicide a Solution?

I am the loneliest link in a very strange chain

See Who'll Fall? for the words of the telephone message.

(backwards)
When the gods want to punish you they answer your prayers

Kala

Dawn is the sacred hour
Dawn is the sacred hour
Saffron and rose-coloured it throws open the doors of the sky

Mists, like evil spirits, shrink and shrivel
Vanish into thin air
The sun pierces them through and through

It lights the recesses of cavelike shrines
Flashes on the brass and copper vessels of bathers in the river
Pure grace

Once the breath goes out, it's fit to burn

Your head
Your turban, artfully arranged, will adorn it
With the beaks of crows
Ah
Your bones will burn like tinder
Your hair will burn like hay

While Vishnu reclines on a serpent called Endless
Don't fear death; welcome it
Ahh
Ahh
Once the breath goes out, mmm
Once the breath goes out, it's fit to burn
Ahh
Ahh

Dawn is the sacred hour

World
Secular or social interests as distinguished from the religious or spiritual
Nah nah
Here's the cause of it all
It's a house of tricks

Life has slipped away
No-one is left on the road
And in each direction, the evening dark has come

Mah mah
(They will consecrate several sacred threads ...???... faced with ...???... that served each of the castles ...???... special ...???... of purification ...???)
Here's the cause of it all
(It's a house of tricks)
It's a house of tricks
Ignore the world
Ignore the world
Ignore the world

Ahh

pHILM #1 (vox)

Is it harder to answer or easier to try
To make all the questions ask themselves why?

Queens of the Circulating Library

I am a queen of the circulating library
I have declared an amnesty
All books may be returned without a penalty
Return the books to me

Return the books
Don't burn the books
You cut down the trees to make paper disease

It's in the trees: it's coming

Return the book of knowledge
Return the marble index
File under "Paradox"

The forest is a college, each tree a university

I am a queen of the circulated library
I'm here to answer your enquiry

All knowledge resides within me

Your membership has expired
You are way past expiry dates

Words, words, words, words!
You may as well listen to the birds

The Test

???... all see this
(repeated)

It's the rush hour of the gods
It's the rush hour of the gods
It's the rush hour of the gods

It's a test (repeated)

???, can't you read, can't you read, can't you read
Nature is a lie
Can't you read, can't you read
Nature is a lying bitch
Can't you read, ...???
???... all see this
(repeated)

Tudor Fruits

Addressing; remove; function; ??? again; in defence; arm brightener; instrument; folate; appointment; scar shudder; re-routing; engorgement; crane; neck brace; Ambrudinard; Jewish queen.

Some distance; cold compress; oral fixation; azimuth; fern green; encaustic; torpor; whalebone; pelican; pretence; blemish; dislocate; (cough); contributing; impact; section; azimuth; some distance; cold compress; oral fixation; contributing; impact; section; belittle.

The Wheel

...Four

When the storm clears and the sun shines
We'll see the country beyond the garden
Oh I was dragged here by an angel
Against my weak will the stronger dictate

Now I stand here, I've scaled the mountain
That led from function to forms of glory
And when our hands touched like worlds colliding
A star exploding
Then I knew that the wheel is turning
The wheel is turning
The wheel is turning
The wheel is turning
The wheel is turning

Rust transmuted to gold and silver
By strength of true will
No more resistance
No more resistance
Just perfection
Just perfection
The wheel is turning
The wheel is turning
The wheel is turning
The wheel is turning