poetix

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Peli knows lots of cool people, like he definitely treats knowing cool people as part of the job of being him I think. (This may sound like shade, but it isn't. There's an art to knowing cool people.)

PG: I argue that the most outrageous excess of Modernist, Symbolist, and romantic thought about art — roughly, the doctrine that the poet’s (or whatever artist’s) work embodies the truths of a deeper stratum of reality as pure aesthetic form — turns out to make excellent scientific sense, once we have spent some time thinking about autoencoders.
 

versh

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I sometimes thought he looked like Ken Livingston's healthier, more style conscious brother.
 

sus

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Outside, I find Paige and her boyfriend, Domenick Ammirati, and we go to a vegan Chinese restaurant for dinner. Domenick has an easy smile that looks like it feels good making it. He also writes for Artforum, and so the three of us actually do talk about art the entire dinner. We decide after everything we have ever heard about Dash Snow, including a documentary Domenick recently saw on him, that the artist was nice to his friends and mean to people he didn’t know. On Semiotext(e): their books have chronic typos but we still love them. Louise Bourgeois: Amélie-adjacent. Over dumplings, I discover that I like hanging out with couples, and I think couples like hanging out with me. Intimacy breeds contempt, but in the presence of an open witness, a pair is occasioned to perform what makes them unfamiliar, arresting, and witty, thereby redemonstrating to each other, as if by surprise, their charms and eccentricities.
 

luka

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The one time I went it was in a shit pub in a park. I got told off for tapping a drumkit, xxx got mugged, xxx fell over, xxx hit me in the eye, xxx pissed in a hand-basin. Most of the chatter was about some crap grime DVD that had come out earlier in the week.

Oh no, there was another, where I allegedly knocked someone's pint over, but I have no memory of it at all.

I've only read "In The Shadow Of The Silent Majorities" - I know it was about Baader Meinhof but the whole thing came across like Baudrillard had been drinking since lunchtime. The only book about the RAF worth reading is "Televisionaries" by Tom Vague.
i didnt get mugged, i didnt hit Martin in the eye, i could conceiveably of fallen over and pissed in a sink though.
 

martin

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i didnt get mugged, i didnt hit Martin in the eye, i could conceiveably of fallen over and pissed in a sink though.

Can confirm Luka is innocent of all aforementioned charges. The lunatics responsible won't be named, unless I get really drunk.
 

sus

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@poetix you get a compliment in Gus' book





When it comes to the ‘way of thinking and existing’ stu , I think there’s still a place in my heart for the sort of hyper-foundationalist Paul Christiano type of reasoning and discourse. What I dis- like is the <em>SSC</em> thing of, take some anecdotal evidence for <em>y</em>, now construct a grand uni- fying theory of the social world based on <em>y</em>. I get enough of this shit being continental social theory adjacent! And the good continentals are much better at it! <em>Ribbonfarm</em> is pretty cool, but, I swear, most <em>Ribbonfarm</em> posts I’ve read would in fact be way better if they drew on existing continental social theory vocabulary and reference points. I think really the rise-to-visibility of hardcore techie nerds with hardcore con- tinental background, like Lucca Fraser and Dominic Fox, made a lot of the nerds-rebuilding-a-continental-social-the- ory-analog stu I associated with the ‘post-rationalist’ scene feel very rudimentary. </p><!-- /wp:paragraph -->
just thinking that luka got far enough in my manuscript to reach this point makes me glow. a happy little boy with a lollipop
 

versh

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I don't know anything about the publishers themselves but I am interested in the materials assembled and what they signified and why that has become impossible. Why there aren't writers like that now and so on.

Think it was just a historical moment. There's also the AIDS factor, that killed off a lot of the arts people in places like NYC. Probably a fair few lost to drugs also. On top of that you had money starting to come in and that will dismantle anything.

There's a bit about it in that Frieze obituary for Gary Indiana I posted above:

— His tenure at the Voice ended around the time of the publication of his first novel, Horse Crazy, about an obsessive, doomed romantic relationship during the AIDS crisis, which would destroy much of Indiana’s East Village, including Peter Hujar and Robert Mapplethorpe, both of whom photographed him; Cookie Mueller; and David Wojnarowicz. By then, Indiana felt the art world he had entered as a critic was fast disappearing. ‘Too many esteemed local talents had acquired an insulating crust of uncritical coterie worship.’
 
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