Essays and rock & roll. Looking and listening. Nostalgia versus skepticism. Sound and sense.
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Bodiless in the City
Sometimes in a city crowded with people, their urgent movements an odd blend of narcissism and desperation, you come across an image of bodilessness, a contrapuntal silence both creepy and mesmerizing. Violence, maybe—found art, maybe—accidental, probably. In any event, the pause that the image induces was welcome, if in the service of the macabre.