I wonder just how angry Mr. Eric Satie (the turn of the century composer) would be if he were allowed to live and see what has become of his legacy. Mr. Satie, well perhaps, was first and perhaps foremost in asking for and then making music like…err…as furniture to fill a place and make it …
Continue reading ““Two Novels: Gaze / In the Cochlea†reviewed by Repellent Zine”