So a very exciting and productive day at rehearsals for Methods today, held at Dance4’s studios at the gorgeous College Street Centre in Nottingham. It was great to see Rishii and Yuyu working with each other, interpreting the various data feeds that drive the production at this stage. The project involves a number of collaborators and contributors – Rishii Chowdhury (tabla player), David Cotterrell (artist), Fareda Khan (freelance curator), Gurdeep Sian (cultural animateur), Khush Nubian (myself, an artist), Stella Couloutbanis (freelance arts consultant and curator) and Sean Clark (creative technologist) – working together to realise the vision of Ashok Mistry. Before today my involvement had been to assist Ashok during exploratory sessions with Rishii and Sean, hosted at Interact Labs at Phoenix, Leicester, and as a sounding board as he continues to develop and deepen the message and creative direction of the project. In recent weeks this has involved critiquing a text, written by Ashok, which would be relayed either as a vocal recording or as projected subtitles simultaneously with Rishii and Yuyu’s performances. Today, entirely spontaneously, I began ‘remixing’ Ashok’s text in Google Docs, capturing and interspersing the incidental words spoken by Rishii, Yuyu, Ashok, Sean and G as they ran through the sequence of the Twitter feed, or ‘swarm’, prompting Yuyu’s movement and Rishii’s tabla playing. I was really excited by the new text as it emerged, simply by my grabbing words as they were spoken around me and mashing them up with lines from the original text. This led to me reading the text out loud as Rishii drummed and Yuyu danced. You can read both versions below. Until today my own practice has been predominantly visual but I kind of feel like a whole world of words (and possibly performance) has opened up for me to explore.
Ashok’s text:
Hello world
#wow
lots of other worlds
I should say
#helloWorlds
each distinct
each talking to the other in real time
each with more virtual time that you can scroll through
Oh shit i’ve just #burntMyFood
or was it my fingers when i responded to that dude in the email
who is and isn’t MIchael Green
all in one failed wikileak
Just like the Facebook phone
Because they thought that you thought that people thought that Facebook was the Internet and you believe it
You’re whole digital existence monotone and monocular
Just like the time when you were told you had a lazy eye and had to walk around with an eye patch to wake the other one up
Nothing neutral about that then
do you ever wonder why you are infinitely scrolling through a chronologically illogical timeline
Not the timeline of past futures that didn’t happen
Just #shitHappening
I’m……
encouraged to hate spielberg for killing a dinosaur
or share a vine of this cat playing the tabla to #thisHashtag
No wonder 19 percent of people drop their phones in the toilet
Hope it was insured or at least wrapped up in a silicone condom case
I ain’t chatting shit
You ticked the box and…
just slipped
and #tumbled
#likeAToddler
faced down into the touch tabla, where skilled fingers attack points to make the beats mean something new
You helped make this
we’re all part of the system
in the algorithm
ye, you’re the bit that makes everything divide by three
keep tweeting and it won’t fade
Just remember #theresOnlySoMuchYouCanFitInACamalCaseHashTag
Cookies aren’t round
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it’s not open source
just free at the point of use
made of pure freemium
skip ad’s and watch out for the in-app purchases
You could download the torrent but watch the leaches
Follow the wire from the drums and into a box
what inputs
must outputs as something other(don’t I know it after my last supper)
#somethingWeirder
same ish data
different code
colours from the box read by eyes glazed with their meaning
Humanising data but dehumanising the human
Irony isnt lost when you go
High
low
loop
loop again and the drums change rhythm
bluetoothed and ready to party on to the final destination
touch the screen
taste the scream
that jolt of excitement when you first enter and see everyone there waving back at you
you’re part of the tribe
connected and visible
or is it…
that jolt of angst when you’re trolled by that guy who got caught with his pants down
your one of the vulnerable
disconnect and delete account
Which one are you
the back room bard
poetrying on google drive in the vein hope you can’t lose nothing
or…..
the Digital apostate who mourns all things analog
all things that could be understood in linear space
Oh shit i’ve just #lostFeelingInMyLegs
playing GTA all night with my BFF’s one of which is my BBF
I can’t walk now
but, I feel biverse
——Today’s live mash-up (words captured from today in bold):
clean data
follow the cues
we follow each other
can we reset it?
so there’s a swarm
same ish data
different code
let’s stop there
it’s gonna be random
it can be anywhere between 5 and 10 seconds and 15 seconds and 30 seconds
is that enough?
and then you’re moving back to something else
we were able to explore each of the levels
the Digital apostate who mourns all things analog
all things that could be understood in linear space
if you shout what you want
or when you’re done with something
this is what today is about
understanding the device
you can rest against one of these
High
low
loop
loop again and the drums change rhythm
How do you feel about the swarm?
it’s ok to hold it for a bit
that jolt of excitement when you first enter and see everyone there waving back at you
if you move as though you’re following it
I’m not sure if I can read it
Oh shit i’ve just #lostFeelingInMyLegs
create something direct from the data from the drums
it’s not as if she’s following the sound of the drums
she’s following another data
as it gets louder I get closer 2 u
Which one are you
I ain’t chatting shit
We’d have to have a really, really potent projector
maybe in the break
what we’re trying to do is quite subtle
you’re part of the tribe
connected and visible
Because they thought that you thought that people thought that Facebook was the Internet and you believe it
Ah that’s better
Now I’m getting lovely clean data
this is randomising
i’m just thinking
maybe we can try now
we just keep trying with the low
just the low position with the swarm
on the high you will
You helped make this
we’re all part of the system
she is working with the swarm now
in the algorithm
october 15th
I sat
Nothing neutral about that then
#informant
12 to 25
lots of other worlds
more virtual time
because
Just #shitHappening
You’re whole digital existence monotone and monocular
you helped make this
shall we stop there?
we’re giving more time to explore
to make sense
with the swarm
you know when i started talking
it would have been good if you had kept saying words
just random words
it’ll be a recorded thing
this is now random
I can’t walk now
still focusing on the swarm
but, I feel biverse
when you’re not tied to it you’re free
people are meant to be watching something
so you’re kind of paying attention
you can read bits if you want
when you’re completely ignoring the swarm
you’re the bit that makes everything divide by three
disconnect and delete account
all in one failed wikileak
you should follow me now
when I am high
i feel less time
act
in the algorithm
my army
but the reset
I quite like it
I slow down and start watching everything around me
when we start and end
i just close the sketch
bluetoothed and ready to party on to the final destination
that hashtag broken into letters
You ticked the box and…
just slipped
and #tumbled
we’re gonna have touch points
No wonder 19 percent of people drop their phones in the toilet
Hope it was insured or at least wrapped up in a silicone condom case
you’ll see that same swarm
and then relay that to another computer
there’s a little device
the final output
the final residue
a futile production line of sorts
all the energy needed to push that data through
and there’s a beginning and an end
because you want there to be a beginning and an end
we could keep going forever
there’s different texts
do you also think there should be a moment where I shouldn’t be playing at all?
it shows that you’re following her
it’s like you’re waiting
is your reset a different one?
are you ready for a take?
once it stops
it stops
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it’s not open source
did you not just say
audience texts/tweets
and he plays the tweets
there is no master of the system
the system is the master
and all of this is wired up to the drum
let’s go to the reset
touch the screen
taste the scream
Nothing neutral about that then
you’re high but your resetting
which means you’ll lose the feeling
when i go to the blue, high part
i don’t know what to do without your drumming
when one is in reset
the other is in crescendo
look at the data that comes through
and then we can pick out the patterns that we want to identify
it’s all down to distance isn’t it
we could look at a different system to move you
You could download the torrent but watch the leaches
playing GTA all night with my BFF’s one of which is my BBF
it’s that accessibility thing isn’t it?
do you ever wonder why you are infinitely scrolling through a chronologically illogical timeline
Not the timeline of past futures that didn’t happen
what happens if nobody tweets?
You helped make this
we’re all part of the system
how long have you had the account for?
colours from the box read by eyes glazed with their meaning
Humanising data but dehumanising the human
i don’t think we should make it that explicit
you know the tags that they got Amazon employees to wear?
Irony isnt lost when you go
Just like the time when you were told you had a lazy eye and had to walk around with an eye patch to wake the other one up
telling people that their tweets are driving this is enough