Through the quarkness of
The Magic One's madness to see
One band, he claims,
from two different worlds
It's dire, he talks to trees...
Skit Zoyd (January 2023)
yeah, we got quite excited when we saw Plataforma, a label we had not
previously been released on, were doing a Lynch themed compilation, that was
an absolute must do for us (in spite of our only finding out 6 days
before the deadline!), both huge fans of his movies as we are. I guess the
title of this piece gives away my favourite Lynch film (left, should you
still need a further clue), Skit's is Eraserhead, neither of us like
Dune. Sorry, David, nobody is perfect. Of course, we'd already done
our own tribute to the maestro in the shape of
Mi Casa, Su Casa
for Electronic Cottage back in 2020. So what to follow that with? Follow it
with a prequel, thought we, seemed the most Lynchian thing we could do.
We decided it was time to
reveal the tale of how the visit of The Traveller had come about, it hadn't
just been a message from his transdimensional craft that morning, you
understand. I had sat down with Twizz and a damn fine cup of coffee a couple
of weeks before, planning to tell her of the intriguing communiqué her
mother had received, which Samantha insisted be portrayed via the medium of
interpretive dance. Gradually, as she pulled faces and moonwalked across the
living room carpet, we began to piece together that The Traveller lived in
the same house as us, but in a parallel universe, and would visit the Asgard
of our dimension (situated, of course, in Hackensall Road, Knott End-On-Sea)
so he may hear our machines.
The music was inspired by the
opening credits sequence of Mulholland Drive, but we didn't go for
bebop, instead opting for processed lawnmowers. It's been a very lawnmower
year so far, Skit is very fond of lawnmowers and I can confirm there are
more to come, but I digress, which is most unlike me. Having said that, it
does actually fit the narrative, as the lawnmower lives in the garage, which
he would have passed (and wanted to listen to) on his way up from the field
at the rear of the house, taking care to avoid the tractor, before reaching
the utility room, et voila. One day, I will put this all together so it
makes sense, promise. Meanwhile...
T h a n k y o u t o o u r s
p e c i a l g u e s t s ;
Our Twizz as herself
Killer (Man from
- appears courtesy of his Prison Warden
Dr. Patel (Doctor from
- appears to doubt her existence
Our Samantha as The Hostess
Owen Knight (ex Blacklight
Braille) as The Traveller
The Food Processor (from
Café Too Late)
And finally, The Machines, as
T H E S C R
I P T
(*in case you
want to sing along...)
MAGIC: Come, sit with
me. Ah, that's a damn fine cup of coffee. Now, your mother, as potential
hostess, has received a communiqué which could be of benefit to you.
TWIZZ: How so?
MAGIC: There could be candy.
TWIZZ: That would indeed be of benefit to me. Tell me more.
MAGIC: Your mother will reveal its contents to us, via the medium of
of interpretive dance, let us watch intently together.
MAGIC: You notice your
mother made a sweet face and moonwalked across the carpet?
MAGIC: Now this means the message was sent from a parallel dimension,
and The Traveller will be coming far to visit us.
TWIZZ: I understand.
MAGIC: There is more.
MAGIC: You saw how her
your mother had one hand in her pocket, and made bunny ears with the other?
TWIZZ: I did.
MAGIC: And how she blinked both eyes, as if in disbelief? This means
that The Traveller lives in the same house as ourselves, but in that
TWIZZ: But why would he wish to visit the Asgard of our dimension?
MAGIC: A good question
indeed. Dr. Patel, perhaps you could shed some light on his possible
KILLER: She is not real.
DR. PATEL: I am not real.
KILLER: She is a construct.
DR. PATEL: I am a construct.
KILLER: She does not belong here.
DR. PATEL: I do not belong here.
THE HOSTESS: But I do, and I have his words here, in this small box
of light, sshhh....
THE TRAVELLER: We would hear your machines.
THE MACHINES: He will hear the machines.
THE FOOD PROCESSOR: That means me, doesn't it?
*(in 'machine talk')*
THE MACHINES: No, not you...
TWIZZ: When will he
MAGIC: What day is it!?