It is marvellous, yes; though I may have understated the work. Which I
have learned to call _outputs_
The show was to be recorded; but it was a administered for pedagogical
results and I don't know how it went - you don't really train people to
get things done unless there's a chance it'll screw up
I need to check how that went but it hasn't been my highest priority
I was only on stage about 10 mins out of 3 hours or so. I did Stein +
Pound - two, in my judgement, not so good Pounds - started with Pound and
then Gertie. And then off.
Hours later I came back and performed Carra. We were directed to dress up
on minimal expenses (and I got a pair of cheap smart shoes and a second
hand jacket out of that!)... I didn't want to be crippled by the shoes so
I went a size up and was able to clip clop round the stage. That was good
because the last painting was of a donkey so I clopped towards it and
brayed. Just the sort of modern art a late night drunk audience
appreciated.
I was into it though. I had set up the slide show to make the various
pieces one piece and the student concerned undid all the work I had tried
to save them, and very carefully relabled everything so it fitted *his
style
It's not the misunderstanding I mind but the arrogance in not checking. I
told him he had a great future in arts admin and he looked pleased
I tend to overstate the comfort of the job because it is so wonderful
after many years previously working for others to look forward to going to
work
I am looking forward to it tomorrow. I was outraged quietly when we were
locked out for xmas 2 weeks. But I do long hours. That's ok. It's
pointless and misdirected work I abhor
All best
L
On Sat, April 25, 2009 12:46, Judy Prince wrote:
> Hi, Lawrence,
> Sounds a marvelous post you have now----I'd love to hear your Blessed
> Gertrude; when will you record it and post it online? Our computers make
> it soooo easy.
>
> Thanks for the fillip of Wyatt, oh the joy!
>
>
> Best, and wishing you a renewed fund of project.
>
>
> Judy
>
>
> 2009/4/25 Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]>
>
>
>> Hi Each
>> I had posted before, you know. In the last 12 months
>> Xexoxial published a pamphlet of mine a while back and I rejoined the
>> list to be able to circulate the advertisement. I didn’t say much
>> beyond the advert – I didn’t say anything beyond it – and I
>> suppose my understated return was missed in the excitement everyone felt
>> at the prospect of being able to buy new work by me. It seemed right to
>> rejoin given that I had been included in the anthology. Yet for a
>> variety of reasons, I felt ok about lurking. It’s not really my style;
>> but it’s been interesting. I don’t know that I have had that much to
>> say that’s worth hearing. I have certainly been busy. Alison’s post
>> though caught me unawares. I read most of what you all write and every
>> post she writes because it is always pertinent and perceptive; but
>> don’t tell her I said so. It might not be good for her if she knew
>> the degree of my admiration! And on top of her voice, I heard Wyatt’s
>> and that extraordinary poem. So I shared my internal voices Oh the joys
>> and pitfalls of an always on connection. I sent it and then realised
>> that I had spoken when I had a cloth over my head and was supposed to be
>> a lamp standard. Oh well, so it goes, I thought; but it was nearly
>> missed again, it seems! No harm is done by my outing and I am delighted
>> at the warmth of the response. Thank you. Goldsmiths isn’t just an art
>> college. I think the demi gods who steer us towards whatever it is
>> would face a collapse of the London University federation with a brave
>> equanimity. They might not even play up as the empire broke into
>> Ptolemaic kingdoms; but they would play the game.
>> It’s true that Goldsmiths has contributed an artist pickled in money;
>> and I believe Ms V Westwood is one of ours, though I don’t have any of
>> her ensembles myself – nor any Hirsts on myt dressing room wall –
>> but it’s a moderately wide range of studies. Music is big. That’s
>> where I am located, Music. There’s English. I think it’s _and
>> comparative literature_. Psychology is huge. Media are getting a new
>> building, perhaps the last new building in Educational Christendom.
>> There’s Drama; I worked with them on
>> a celebration of 100 years since Marinetti’s manifesto. (It’s not
>> that I am much of a Futurist; they were more than silly like the rest of
>> us; and I am appalled by the militarism of little boys with some
>> privilege. But it was an opportunity to perform in front of a rather
>> large audience, taking projected paintings by Carra as a jumping off
>> point for vocal improv; and I also performed Stein’s Completed
>> Portrait of Picasso to some hundreds of
>> innocent victims. They took it well, which made listening over and over
>> to Blessed Gertrude for weeks till I got her cadence or something of it
>> more than worthwhile.) It’s an ok place to be. As a man called out to
>> me and my partner 20 years ago in Rethimnon “come to me; I have many
>> hats and sunglasses” – only in this case it is a sound studio and
>> very interesting people ready to listen and talk. If there were a decent
>> transport service it would be ideal. I believe we have – if you’ll
>> pardon the verb – Princess Beatrice. So I sit in my office. It’s a
>> bit too warm for my taste; but there’s room enough. It’s opposite
>> the toilets and the sound of the paper towel dispenser sometimes keeps
>> me awake. It’s ok. Maybe sometimes one nudges another and asks Who is
>> he? and maybe they respond that they don’t know; I just turned up last
>> May and seem to have
>> keys. I am just hoping that the clowns in Downing Street will have got
>> the nicked money back by Spring 2011 when my fellowship ends so that I
>> can propose another project. If anyone has any fellowships starting
>> then, think of me. I work hard. Honest. I was listening to Heiner
>> Goebbels last night. More Blessed Gertrude. And
>> today, a new day has risen and, against the forecast I heard, it is
>> raining, so not a day for felling a sycamore in my overgrown garden. So
>> there is a purpose to life. Thus liberated from work, I had better go
>> out and get culture
>>
>> All best
>>
>>
>>
>> Lawrence
>>
>>
>> PS I recall Nathan Whiting. He read in London. 1970s. Amiable enough,
>> He
>> stood still to read but seemed to find the idea of writing without
>> running implausible. Comparison with Reznikoff interesting.
>> That's it
>>
>>
>>
>> On Fri, April 24, 2009 13:59, Barry Alpert wrote:
>>
>>> Welcome back to Poetryetc, Lawrence. And congratulations on the
>>> position at Goldsmiths, an art college which I didn't quite realize
>>> was part of
>> the
>>> University of
>>> London. You've started me thinking about which of their faculty and
>>> graduates I follow as a critic.
>>>
>>> Barry Alpert
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> On Thu, 23 Apr 2009 17:12:48 +0100, Lawrence Upton wrote:
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> they send to me which some time did me cheat
>>>
>>>
>>> L
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>> On Thu, April 23, 2009 01:35, Alison Croggon wrote:
>>>
>>>
>>>> They send them to me, promising all sorts of erectness and watches.
>>>> And I've never met a man called Alison. I don't think bots
>>>> distinguish gender.
>>>>
>>>
>>> --
>>> Lawrence Upton
>>> AHRC Creative Research Fellow
>>> Dept of Music
>>> Goldsmiths, University of London
>>>
>>>
>>>
>>
>>
>> --
>> Lawrence Upton
>> AHRC Creative Research Fellow
>> Dept of Music
>> Goldsmiths, University of London
>>
>>
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Lawrence Upton
AHRC Creative Research Fellow
Dept of Music
Goldsmiths, University of London
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