>the pecularly stifling and irritating boredom that emanates from
>Mr Andrews' word columns
Hearing Mr Andrews recite his word columns, I am not bored or stifled. The
apparently (what did Scott Thurston call it at the SubVoicive Colloquium?)
uniform shock of constant non-sequiturs transforms into a -here we go
again- playful, and angry? bitter? sarcastic? attack. Until I heard Mr
Andrews live, I did not fully appreciate how the word columns could be
read. I am not arguing for the 'voice of the poet'; any reader could have
found (and probably I should have found) a way to read the work. But
hearing him live, then rehearing him on EPC Linebreak
http://ublib.buffalo.edu/libraries/sound/ra/linebreak/andrews/devo.ra and
then rereading, I can now read the texts remembering or imagining his
inflection. The breaks and disruptions in his vocal presentation and his
emphasis produce (for me) a very different reaction to my previous sense of
lack of variation, and now the same marks on the page no longer look
dauntingly dull but cheekily challenging.
(not that i dislike word columns either, of course, you understand - see
Erik Vonna-Michell's Max Chant and Erge in ww 1.3 - how playfully the
columns trip their words!)
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