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by Chapter Two_Archive
I used a piece by Borges on a track I made a few years ago: Inferno 1, 32. It’s in The Aleph. I’d borrowed the book to read on my journey home to Middlesbrough after the shit hit the fan in London and I had to get out. I picked the piece out at random just based on its length, just to try out how it would sound being read over the music. Only later on did I realise that I could never have consciously picked a more appropriate piece to totally represent what had been going on in my life in the few months before going home.
I can only find an inferior translation of it on the net right now, so maybe I’ll put the one I like on here when I get home.
His pieces can sit in my mind for months and only release their full power very slowly. Or maybe I’m just a dumb motherfucker. Either way, I think he’s awesome.
Not crap!