Sunday, October 19, 2008

Week 6

For Class Week 6:
The Tapeworm Foundry by Darren Wershler-Henry

Toronto-based Wershler-Henry's last book of poems, Nicholodeon, was a seemingly exhaustive survey of the possibilities of concrete and process-based poetry in the Nineties, organized like a paper database with icons to guide the wary reader toward conceptual handles. The Tapeworm Foundry is, in some ways, the opposite: a single unpunctuated sentence of pro-Situ proposals that resembles a social virus more than a functioning data-organism, its litany of avant-garde projects linked only by the seemingly innocuous, but progressively more imperative-sounding, "andor."

Post an Artist's Response to the Generative Blog by noon the day of class and print out your response to turn in during class.

Research and Design Experiment: Due October 23
Primarily, this is a research project that will consist of a 1250 word essay (roughly 4 double spaced pages). You should pick two or three things we have talked about in class and reference one or two things you have discovered on your own. Think of this as an opportunity to research, design and experiment with systems you are interested in exploring for your final project.

3 Comments:

Blogger Ali said...

has the next reading assignment been posted yet?

4:56 PM  
Blogger lalcuran said...

this is titled random not quite sure if this self professed "rap artist" knows what random means. some consider rap lyrics as some sort of a version of a poem.

RANDOM by Lady Sovereign
Everybody in the club gettin tipsy
Oh fuck dat, just WHINE like a gypsy
Can't see straight, like i only got one eye (pop)
Your bottle open oh my
Let's.... get started
move ya arms 'round like fucked up karate
ooh shit.... my word plays nasty
ooh shit... dont put it past me
move titch get out da... way
Ah, nun of dat im here to stayyyy...
flow lazy.. pick da pace up when i flow less hazy
jlo's got a batty
Well u cant see mine cus i wear my trousers baggy
Anywayz.. yeah, let's comence....

(chorus)

Everybody get random
All gyal dem, all man dem
Everybody get random
Jus' do sumfin random
Everybody get random
All gyal dem all man dem
SOVEREIGN GET RANDOM!
Jus' do sumfin random

(verse 2 )

Smokin' KILLS and so do my lyrics,
If ur poppin' pills then trash in a-with-it
cus i got da skills ,
And i'm over da limit
Dishin' lyrics like meals every second every
minute
Ding! Dong! Special Delivery (hello)
Biggest midgit in the game;- cant get rid of me
Give me just a minute and i'll be your facility,
My words hurt u jus' like loosin' ya virginity (owww),
Well, im right thur
Na' I'll tell a lie 'cause I'm
Right there,
Right hurr
Na' right here,
Now get off your churr! I mean Chair
some english mc's get it twisted
start sayin cookies, instead of biscuits !

Anyways yeah lets ... comence

(chorus) x2

Everybody get random
All gyal dem, all man dem
Everybody get random
Jus' do sumfin random
Everybody get random
All gyal dem all man dem
SOVEREIGN GET RANDOM!
Jus' do sumfin random

(verse)

1...2 S.O.V is comin' for u..
3....4 better lock your door
5....6 cus im full of tricks....
so everybody come and vibe wif da likkal titch
swiiiiiitch.... hush

Jus' check, how my flow differs,
I'm droppin lyrics dat'll hold up ur knickers,
I'm on a whole 'nother level,
I'm old school like marathon, prier to snickers.
Dis' shits hot, where's da sniffer dogs,
Let's get random, zugga zugga zugga zugga zong,
You wonna cum'n test me, well bring it on,
Dis is the new ting the new sing along.
(ah fuck dat bit)
(chorus)

Everybody get random
All gyal dem, all man dem
Everybody get random
Jus' do sumfin random
Everybody get random
All gyal dem all man dem
SOVEREIGN GET RANDOM!
Jus' do sumfin random

9:22 PM  
Blogger lalcuran said...

Conceptual Poetics

....i had always had mixed felling about being considered a poet "if robert lowell is a poet i don't want to be a poet if robert frost is a poet i don't want to be a poet if socrates is a poet i'll consider it

-David Antin

9:43 AM  

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