I think that it was Alan Moore's words that inspired me to start keeping track of the songs randomly selected by my iPad during my showers. His character Adrian Veidt is seen to say the following:
"... seemingly anticipated by Burroughs' cut-up technique. He suggested re-arranging words and images to evade rational analysis, allowing subliminal hints of the hints of the future to leak through...This jigsaw-fragment model of tomorrow aligns itself piece by piece, specific areas necessarily obscured by indeterminacy. However, broad assumptions regarding this postulated future may be drawn. We can imagine its ambience. We can hypothesize its psychology."Given that hypothesis, here are the stochastic individual points of reference that my MP3 player has given us today.
- Beat on the Brat, performed by U2; written by the Ramones.
- Boom Like That, by Mark Knopfler.
- You've Gotta Look Up, by Dodgy.
- Bullets for Bafazan, by Johnny Clegg and Juluka.
- Separate Ways, by Journey.
- Carry Me Carrie, by Dr. Hook and the Medicine Show.
Any speculations on the picture that can be formed from this abstract set of words and phrases are gratefully accepted. If one were to believe that there is a subliminal truth to be found in these dots, surely the repetition of the letter B would have to be a part of that message. I will take this opportunity to grab some rest and try and generate some text worth reading in the near future.
Until then, goodnight England, and the colonies.
—mARKUS
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