From the Brooklyn sound collective known as The Sweet Fuzzy Itsy Bitsy Music (C) & (p) 2010, 2011, World Eater Music (ASCAP) http://www.sweetfuzzyitsybitsy.c...
The Most Beautiful Sound you were very Scared to Death of...............
You can be my friend if...
You can accept this:
This is not a manifesto.
The Sweet Fuzzy Itsy Bitsy is here to suck you in
The Sweet Fuzzy Itsy Bitsy will make you strangely uncomfortable, and question what is real in your world.
We are witnessing rapid changes in the patterns of our existence. The way we interact, the way we play, the way we learn. Our Collective interchange has been forever altered. The new technology of living has devolved into a new and dangerous consciousness. A consciousness based less on personal experience and more on fragmented images & sound bites. Our interactions are measured by financial transactions and email contacts. We have become consumers. Citizenship in the media description is based more on purchasing power.. Our philosophies and politics are based on what social group we are assumed to be a part of, regardless of whether our actions and associations fit the description. Being a woman, or homosexual, or descended from the African Diaspora have in and of themselves become interest groups, though the members cannot choose to augment their membership without changing the flesh and blood essence of the selves they we’re born into (though there are those who make the attempt).
It will only take one bomb, be it from the air or from a backpack, from gunpowder and shells, and from amps and microphones.
This is not a manifesto……………………
We exist in an environment where self gratification separate from the larger social order is made illegitimate. The enjoyment of choice is now legislated. The richest nation on the planet also boasts the longest work week of any industrialized nation. This is not a recent occurrence. We are constantly primed for the fear of invasion or attack, yet the scale of our military might is never explained properly. Would it be surprising to discover that other nations are scared to death of us?
You, I, them, and even that crazy bitch standing behind you scratching his head wondering what you’re reading have been reading for the last seven minutes have been the subjects of media enhanced Consumer Oriented Reprogramming & Reeducation. Brought to you not by the people of your governments (by themselves), or corporate supported war profiteers (by themselves), nor any specific agency, religious sect or not for profit social justice group (by themselves), but by them, us, and YOU. And Me. Not to mention that selfish bastard, WE.
This is not about guilt. This is not about blame. This is not about victory over evil. This is not about glory in battle. This is not about have or have not, black or white, Yankees, Mets or Canoles and Rotis.
This is not about retribution or reparation. This is not about holding on, or moving on.
This is about that first and last big step into the void.
This is about the silence and the loudness and the darkness and the brightness and the passion and the cold heart and the angst and the love and the long lonely runner and the tight-knit clique.
Now we know. And in knowing, we manifest things we thought we’d never think about doing, saying, being, manifesting…………
……………….but this is not a manifesto.
This is about Everything.
This is not a manifesto………..this is just the Sweet Fuzzy Itsy Bitsy.