From Stella: First Radio Tanteo Broadcast
It began here.
the unloved after school club kids used to all gather here plotting their revenge. now Mythos Welt and Ernst find themselves, after years of waiting, of trying to define godhead, opening their thoughts of The Dancing School in this space here.
in the philistine society, some call themselves artists, yes the artist is philistine when not dangerous to the prevailing culture. Like and the like, they are very much welcomed, throwing roses to the stars, while the others are searching for the tree in the acorn, the like and the like, chasing you with fire and pitchforks, will bury bury bury.
die sonnen shinedt, the suns illusion.
where we begin is in that space inbetween, for the want of not being shipped to Davids gimp chamber, you’d better get the postage right, yes we begin with Ernst and Mythos, with two rather sad and confused people in the same eccentric batter, things can get a little difficult. yes we begin with Mythos and Ernst, on the verge of obsession, trying to create and one says
"You think you’re the only one but i know. you see...The first thing that goes is your appetite, any thoughts of food, is a thought of keeping yourself alive.
oh what,
I’m going to prepare this meal and eat it alone and live another day like this. no thanks. i feel repulsed every time i eat and love and bathe and feel anything at all knowing others find it so easy. its easy to put this avocado in your mouth, can’t you see.
i once ate a chair just so i didn’t have to go to the shop. i started eating everything that reminded me of you. in the hope you wouldn’t exist anymore.
and eating in front of others became such a problem, i knew i wasn’t doing it right and in a space so small nothing can exist. when the words come out they are a broken language...Paul told me not to sign my name and Frank told me when you’re in love when you sign you don’t sign your own name…now i have no name to sign, now there is simply no time
turn your head, look straight ahead. you see everything is clear. look straight ahead, you see the horizon. look straight ahead. see there, do you see it? look straight ahead. can you see the kink?
the dancing school.
The TANTEO BAND plays
a tour de force of strange that is the tanteo band
the tanteo band
a demonstration of retarded infantile sexuality
having met at the dancing school
a place made for dance, not dancers
one of them, looking to straight down the middle says
“there are only artists over there and no art…”
a flagrant class war, you say
tonight i propose we meet a few of the mystical tanteo band
woodrow stove, don jelly, little lost girl and last but by no means least, the princess.
my name is ANA OTHER
ill be your vessel this evening
the bearer
not the maker
of meaning
the bearer
not the maker
of meaning
introducing...
My name is Woodrow Stove
i am the organist at the local church
i used to…
i used to be involved with…
i used to do a different job
but i cannot disclose anything to you for reasons of
confidentiality.
i was born in 1965 in Salt Lake City, Utah.
i was married once
but my wife passed away
she died twenty years ago
no kids.
i do the things around the house
i hardly see anyone...
erm well, my name is John Jelly
but umm
most people call me Don Jelly
i prefer most people to be formal with me
so Don Jelly works
people don’t usually speak to me directly
but when they do i insist they call me Don Jelly
apart from my wife of course
and my children call me father
or
dad
my wife calls me John but occasionally
Mr Jelly
im a modest man
but i do like to surround myself with the finer things
but don’t get me wrong i am a very modest man
i wouldn’t want those who don’t have the best interests
of my friends and family
to portray me
to colour the way that people look at me and understand me
because i am a very modest man
i don’t ask for very much
from those around me
most people willingly give very generously
in reward for that
i modestly include them in the access to the finer things
I’ve grown accustom to having
i got to where
i got to where i am today
through hard work
i didn’t take any shortcuts
or handouts...
i began to exist as you see me
in Boscombe
see the arcade over there
yes that one
with the pink pillars
and the high ceiling
and the cafe nero
that’s where i live
well maybe live is the wrong word…
4. Hello, before i speak i want to say that i basically own this shit you may think that I’m just an annoying voice but I’m so much more…
hello, how are you doing? I’m the Princess
and this is my story
i am from earth.
but i decided to sell my soul to the devil of the www.
planet
the devil here is not bad or good
i came here because i didn’t fix on earth
now i am not a her or him anymore
i am
an it…
