Pay Back Your Stolen Colours

by Günther Berkus

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Listen to my last words anywhere. Listen to my last words any world. Listen all you boards syndicates and governments of the earth. And you powers behind what filth deals consummated in what lavatory to take what is not yours. To sell the ground from unborn feet forever – "Don’t let them see us. Don’t tell them what we are doing –" Are these the words of the all-powerful boards and syndicates of the earth? "For God’s sake don't let that Coca-Cola thing out –" "Not The Cancer Deal with The Venusians –" "Not the Green Deal – Don’t show them that –" "Not the Orgasm Death –" "Not the ovens –" Listen: I call you all. Show your cards all players. Pay it all pay it all pay it all back. Play it all pay it all play it all back. For all to see. In Times Square. In Piccadilly. "Premature. Premature. Give us a little more time." Time for what? More lies? Premature? Premature for who? I say to all these words are not premature. These words may be too late. Minutes to go. Minutes to foe goal - "Top Secret - Classified - For The Board - The Elite - The Initiates – " The basic nova mechanism is very simple: Always create as many insoluble conflicts as possible and always aggravate existing conflicts This is done by dumping life forms with incompatible conditions of existence on the same planet There is of course nothing "wrong" about any given life form since "wrong" only has reference to conflicts with other life forms The point is these forms should not be on the same planet Their conditions of life are basically incompatible in present time form and it is precisely the work of the Nova Mob to see that they remain in present time form, to create and aggravate the conflicts that lead to the explosion of a planet that is to nova At any given time recording devices fix the nature of absolute need and dictate the use of total weapons Like this: Take two opposed pressure groups Record the most violent and threatening statements of group one with regard to group two and play back to group two Record the answer and take to back to group one Back and forth between opposed pressure groups This process is known as "feed back" You can see it operating in any bar room quarrel In any quarrel for that matter Manipulated on a global scale feeds back nuclear war and nova These conflicts are deliberately created and aggravated by nova criminals The Nova Mob: "Sammy The Butcher," "Green Tony," "Iron Claws," "The Brown Artist," "Jacky Blue Note," "Limestone John," "Izzy The Push," "Hamburger Mary," "Paddy The Sting," "The Subliminal Kid," "The Blue Dinosaur," and "Mr. & Mrs. D," also known as "Mr. Bradly Mr. Martin" also known as "The Ugly Spirit" thought to be the leader of the mob-The Nova Mob In all my experience as a police officer I have never seen such total fear and degradation on any planet We intend to arrest these criminals and turn them over to the biological department for the indicated alterations- The Nature of Begging Need?-Lack. Want?-Need. Life?-Death. "It is a warning," said The Prince with a slow bronze smile "We can do no more Here where flesh circulates like clothes on stale trade flesh of Spain and Forty-Second Street scanning pattern of legs-pant smell of The Vagrant Ball Players-" “THE SUBLIMINAL KID” moved in and took over bars cafes and juke boxes of the world cities and installed radio transmitters and microphones in each bar so that the music and talk of any bar could be heard in all his bars and he had tape recorders in each bar that played and recorded at arbitrary intervals and his agents moved back and forth with portable tape recorders and brought back street sound and talk and music and poured it into his recorder array so he set waves and eddies and tornadoes of sound down all your streets and by the river of all language Word dust drifted streets of broken music car horns and air hammers The Word broken pounded twisted exploded in smoke- Word Falling He set up screens on the walls of his bars opposite mirrors and took and projected at arbitrary intervals shifted from one bar to the other mixing Western Gangster films of all time and places with word and image of the people in the cafes and on the streets his agents with movie camera and telescope lens poured images of the city back into his projector and camera array and nobody knew whether he was in a Western movie in Hongkong or The Aztec Empire in Ancient Rome or Suburban America whether he was a bandit a commuter or a chariot driver whether he was firing a "real" gun or watching a gangster movie and the city moved in swirls and eddies and tornadoes of image explosive bio-advance out of space to neon- "Boards Syndicates Governments of the earth Pay Pay Back the Color you stole—
 "Pay Red Pay back the red you stole for your lying flags and your Coca-Cola signs Pay that red back to penis and blood and sun— 
"Pay Blue Pay back the blue you stole and bottled and doled out in eye droppers of junk Pay back the blue you stole for your police uniforms Pay the blue back to sea and sky and eyes of the earth— "Pay Green Pay back the green you stole for your money And you, Dead Hand Stretching The Vegetable People, pay back the green you stole for your Green Deal to sell out peoples of the earth and board the first life boat in drag Pay that green back to flowers and jungle river and sky— "Boards Syndicates Governments of the earth pay back your stolen colors—
Pay Color back to Hassan i Sabbah—"
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about

In the 1980s I ran a small recording studio. While working with the performance artists Brian Counihan and Tony Sheehan, they introduced me to Nova Express and the cut-up method of creating original text. I attempted to create an audio cut-up piece based on Nova Express, using tape: too much work ... but I carried on reading Nova Express forever since then.

In 1993, when I had my first computer, I extracted wave cycles from human voice recordings, copied and pasted them together hundreds of times to make notes and music, and became fascinated with the complexity of sounds in the human voice, usually unnoticed, because they come at a rate of dozens every second.

Around 2000-ish, I first heard Riverrun by Barry Truax: a granular synthesis work. Granular synthesis means copying tiny fragments of sound and re-arranging them to create original music - very much like the cut-up method of creating new text. I wanted to use granular synthesis to make a piece of music from spoken words.

Truax had the use of a mainframe system and dedicated signal processor - I manually copied and pasted grains and could not compose substantial music until desktop computers became powerful enough to automate the work. To go past the limits of available software, I needed to learn an audio programming language. Most music makers use MAX/MSP - it seemed to be the easiest for me, too.

Riverrun is inspired by Finnegan's Wake - my own piece was going to be based on Nova Express... and after A LOT of work I came up with Pay Back Your Stolen Colours: An ordering of my thoughts and feelings and ideas while reading the book, rather than a soundtrack for the text.

All the sounds you hear are re-arranged grains of recordings of some of the text, read by a man and a woman. Many thanks to Denis O'Sullivan and "Little" Forbes for the readings, and a big thank you to the estate of WSB for allowing me to use the text.

The album download also includes some short "outtakes" which did not make it into the final arrangement.

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released November 3, 2014

the text:
Copyright © 1964 by William S. Burroughs
Copyright renewed © 1992 by William S. Burroughs
used by permission

Music by Günther Berkus, the curator of the Cork City Gamelan

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Cork City Gamelan Cork, Ireland

An experimental music project curated by myself, Günther Berkus. Go to the Web Site to find out more, and follow the Cork City Gamelan on Facebook.

Cork City Gamelan music is made from sounds scraped and beaten out of "things" around Cork City, Ireland.

Not all of my music is Cork City Gamelan music, but all of it is experimental and explores new ways of creating sounds.
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