{"id":295,"date":"2015-08-15T11:34:15","date_gmt":"2015-08-15T11:34:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/franzehmann.com\/?page_id=295"},"modified":"2015-08-16T00:56:10","modified_gmt":"2015-08-16T00:56:10","slug":"greenaway-art-gallery-2010","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/franzehmann.com\/index.php\/installation\/greenaway-art-gallery-2010\/","title":{"rendered":"Greenaway Art Gallery 2010"},"content":{"rendered":"

Songs that changed the world and influenced the weather.<\/p>\n

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Often, maybe too often, words are really all that we have. The words fall under a roster of facts, clues, anomalies and intellectual debris. As for the rest it is all used and abused for specific purposes. Silence! Too much said, way too much. Enough.<\/p>\n

The seams that hold together a number of visual and textual parts have come undone. Reading influences the next line of this sticky emotional experience. Song lines of our urban world are punctured by sound, spaces green and concrete and reflected in glass. The word has it, overcast with gusty winds and possible showers with sunny periods. Well rehearsed the word on the street. Talk back radio has doubled its effect with TV and out of a car stereo Lou Reed sings:<\/p>\n

I was thinking of some kind of whacked out syncopation<\/em><\/p>\n

That would help improve this song<\/em><\/p>\n

Some knock’em down rhythm<\/em><\/p>\n

That would help it move along<\/em><\/p>\n

Some rhyme of pure perfection<\/em><\/p>\n

A beat so hard and strong<\/em><\/p>\n

If I can’t get it right this time<\/em><\/p>\n

Will a next time come along<\/em><\/p>\n

Why can’t I be good?<\/em><\/p>\n

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