Wakeup 13: “Wake Up and Smell the Ashes”

Your penultimate wakeup awaits.

Given that it’s for Sunday morning, I recommend playing this one at a slightly lower volume than usual, to let it enter your subconscious mind more subtly. It’s by Nikolas Kostiainen.

You can listen now, or download Nikolas’ piece here.

Nik has called his work, “Wake Up and Smell the Ashes.” He writes:

This piece is an industrial landscape of mechanical creatures moving to the monotonous grind of daily work.

Who are these creatures? What is the work they do? And what are these “Ashes” which we will smell once we awake? The artist leaves these mysteries wide open…

Here he is, excited to finally have his name in lights:

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  1. It’s so far up my alley you’ll need the torches of convenience to find it, the ones that are always burning and never run out, unless the god Plot should desire it. Sex scenes double as back-story filler, the money we save not doing battle scenes goes into costume and set design. It was very thoughtful of the medieval world to light itself with the future of television in mind. Of all the false historicisms that can be packed into a single crack-hit, are the cliches about feudal violence the most objectionable? The stylised sound-gore of the blade in a world where only Sean Bean is not resigned to ceaseless brutality, and for which, naturally, he will be decapitated. It’s not merely fantasy but is more properly science fiction, where one has the impression of a fictive, foreign world, seen by other creatures, but also the presentiment that this world is already ours, and those creatures, ourselves. Watching you watch your dad’s head being cut-off and then being forced to see it rotting on a stake, I’m now sure this sort of thing was a daily occurrence for millennia, as old as steel and megalomania. Medieval violence is fine for some unless they show what they actually did, but can we imagine a subject who was in charge of their own life, who controlled the production of their economic livelihood, and in return received protection for more or less reasonable taxation and the occasional ostentatious display of fealty? If that seems more sophistry than simulated ignorance then what about this one: could Aristotle look at a modern citizen who was fully indebted to financial systems, whose entire labouring life was spent repaying their debts, and conclude that they were not slaves? I know we don’t usually do Aristotle on Sunday afternoons Daddy, but I thought it would be fun to take him to a football game, see what he thinks of the spectacle.

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