This past Friday and Saturday was Derby Festé 2011.
I went on the Friday night with my mate Malcy and saw much flame-based action at Bass Rec. Well, to be honest, we missed a lot of stuff or were between events or something. But Surtal Arts doing all the flame-juggling stuff was good!
And then on the Sat night, Sarruga brought some large fishies to town and floated them around town, finally ending up at the Silk Mill.
Whoosh, bang, some fireworks and that was Festé done for another year.
I was about to head off home when Nat rang so I went to meet her and Alex by the big screen…
…where half of Derby seemed to be getting down with their Latin selves and shaking their asses. 🙂
I love the pattern of you
I love the pattern that is you
You’re a cloud, a wave
The shadows of leaves rippling on my wall
I can’t believe my luck:
That I’m here to witness the pattern that is you
Unfold and stretch, giggle and prance
I could easily have missed it all
If I’d been born in the wrong hundred years
You’re a tumbling cascade of ions
Sleeved in myelin, sparkling, so bright
Your container, though beautiful
Can’t compare to the pattern it carries
How can a pattern be so perfect?
Tessellating, blossoming, rotating, translating
A thousand angles, a million facets
All flawless, all imaginary, all real
They integrate and become: you
It’s a miracle in a godless universe
Sometimes I worry that I’ll be blinded
The pattern is so complete, so whole
And I am so shattered, so fragmented
But then the pattern touches me
And tells me she loves me.
Lately, I’ve been driving very fast, listening to this track playing insanely loudly in the car. The viscerality of loud electronic music + high velocity does something inside my brain that nothing else does. I’m inside of everything, I’m outside looking in. The world is enormous and tiny. The car is a spaceship and a muon.
If you do listen to this, only do it at a volume that hurts you. ?
Mosh & Rock City 12-18/9/11, a set on Flickr.