Have you been taking note of what’s going on over VBS at this past week? Besides looking all snazzy in its new black satin duds, the blog’s had some quality reading largely in the form of tracking the Falcon folklore of Damanhur. Let's recap...
If Chestnuts are heshers and Birches prefer church music, what are Weeping Willows into? Emo?
When I arrived at the office of the Federation, I was greeted by Owl and Spider, who are both involved in the plant-music project. They talked about time travel and alien vegetable civilizations in the same tone that a bored science teacher might talk about gravity. A little while later I was taken to a room where Spider attached some electrodes to a cyclamen he fished out of a bag. Seconds later, a slow, discombobulated series of harmonic scales started to seep out of a speaker connected to the plant. The sounds of the plant’s music carried us through our conversation…
Vice: So, do plants live in another dimension?
Spider: They exist within different standards and sensations. Just think about a creature that lives its entire life in one place without even moving a centimeter. It has to learn to communicate by different means. This is why we believe that in another place and another time, in another dimension, there existed a society of organized plants that played music, composed poems, and lived in a society similar to ours. And they learned to move, through contact with other species, like the animals on our planet. These are all visions that appeared to Falcon. more...
See it less clearly with pictures.
The story of the temples built on top of mind-expanding mylonite mines, where rock walls decorated Egyptian tomb style slide back to reveal not pedestals bearing embalmed corpses wrapped in shrouds, but glowing pillars supporting kaleidoscopic walls and mosaics of now-in-orbit spacecraft and other tickets to the galaxy. All this and more, in even more-difficult-to-understand Italian comic book form. more...
Being Selfic is nothing like being selfish.
Our Italy editor Tim Small’s field trip to the Federation of the Damanhur, where he learns of Atlantidean machinery that inhabits metals and subtle beings from another dimension that live inside paintings. Plug in to a plant and connect to the spontaneous poetry within your soul. more...
The Sound of One Tree Treeing
Aural fantasies of a tree thinking:
A hit from Damanhur! more...
electrodes would mean the plant is sending some kind of electrical impulses, yes? how? plants aren't good conductors as far as i know. like, basically zero conducing properties.
Posted by: hanley | 12/06/2009 at 22:18
if you like that you should head a kudzu vine on a kaoss pad. think swamp breakbeats. yeah, that's the real shit.
Posted by: tork | 12/06/2009 at 22:22
the comic book was great. brainwash them from an early age. cheaper, easier, and more colorful.
Posted by: uly | 12/06/2009 at 22:28
I'd rather sit around listening to pretend plant music than argue with some asshole about how I'm getting conned by tree enthusiasts. They're nerds, let them play.
Posted by: Anonymous | 12/06/2009 at 22:29
do pot plants make stoner rock? it would make sense that they would right?
Posted by: goulash | 12/06/2009 at 22:37
why do all audiophiles and sound technicians have that same look? long hair tied back with goatee. is it like some kinda unwritten rule?
Posted by: oompa loompa | 12/06/2009 at 22:59
and why do italians love the chinstrap beard? some things we may never understand.
Posted by: lazy eyez killa | 12/06/2009 at 23:59