Sometimes I feel like spam is starting to demonstrate the possibilities of Brion Gysin's cut-up method, championed and practiced by William S. Burroughs:
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Some kind of Dune fanfic or something, right? How mentats feel about the kwisatz haderach?
I've noticed the poetics of spam.
But cut-ups--what a blast from the past. Cut ups take me back to my high school punk rock days of reading ReSearch magazine. I'd go to church and take home the church bulletin and turn it into a cut up, most likely thinking about how ultra-radical that was.
Posted by: moe | August 31, 2010 at 02:18 PM
My senior year of high school, I was co-editor of the school newspaper. My co-editor and I came up with the idea of doing a Dada themed cut up issue for April fool's day. It fell tome to do the layout as my co-editor was sick that afternoon. It caused quite a stir when the issue came out. The headmaster almost had it pulped when a parent complained and the previous year's editor, who was visiting from college, was not pleased either.
I however had a blast making it.
Posted by: Keith | October 15, 2010 at 05:07 AM
It is for this reason that I maintain Spam As Folk Art.
Posted by: Brainwane | November 10, 2010 at 05:49 PM