So, the start of my final semester of Creative Arts. The eighth and final time I commit myself to the treats, trials and tribulations of Interdisciplinary Practice. The time when I post dozens of pages of a project I’ve been mentally working away at for years, from which I’ll probably only use 1-5% in the end if that at all…
….Just kidding. This time I won’t post all that. Instead, below are links to the Google Docs with my planned project I’ve been writing stuff for: “The Mouth of the Yystwyth” (Last year a student newspaper formed with that name, but I came up with the name at least a year before that, I claim it haha!”
The Topic of my final semester is TIME. Last time (haha) we did this topic, we were interrupted by a global pandemic. Will there be anything else equally disruptive this TIME?
And I’ll also try something I’ve seen other people do, a podcast/audio recording summarising all my ideas so far, and the plans moving forward.
THE GOOGLE DOCS
(if you wish you can also add comments on the google docs when you add them
THE MAIN THE MOUTH OF THE YSTWYTH:
– lots of song and scene ideas
– listing to all the different collaborations
THE MOUTH 0+1 – OUTSIDE:
welsh mythological creatures wake up.
they can sense the environmental disasters coming, but even more so they can taste all the anxiety, all the mental health suffering of all the students.
in the library students are drowning and publicly executing themselves with coffee, pouring it all over, as the 12pm deadline is so far but also gets to close.
and then they run about amuck. and do weird in all languages movement (Mike Pearson) on the steps and across the library.
THE MOUTH 2 – Happiness & Lethargy In The Welsh California:
also have Aberystwyth as a corporate future, megacity, Student satisfaction oversaturation
THE MOUTH 3 – Night:
a night out in aberystwyth. all the hedonism and chaos too.
THE MOUTH – SUNLESS SUNGLASSES:
In June 2021, when i was feeling hopeless and trapped, and cut off from things, even at an extinction rebellion.
Maybe I could perform it with the instrumental track of Lust.
THE MOUTH -In The Workhouse:
This is a music video/film idea, film something in the Workstation.
THE MOUTH – The Long Poem:
a poem I still want to add more and more to, with no music. this is just the words. inspired by stormzy’s long spit track. could be the climax, the final piece, my statement and reflection of student life, and my 4 years in aberystwyth, how i still don’t trust the system.
SONG (MAYBE THE MOUTH) – Slaughter:
As always I write so many small fragments, can’t remember what this is, can’t be asked to check as I write this while I’m procastinating doing something else. It’s about slaughter right? (go and find out 😉 )
(I actually did go back to understand it, but I don’t understand my own ideas or lyrics… I know I’m talking about my father being against me following the arts outside mainstream German school education)
KALOPSIA – MOUTH OF FUN:
A song I’ve written with my band, just named ourselves Kalopsia, about everyone just chillaxing in Aberystwyth, there’s more, here’s the lyrics, co-written with Joana, music originally composed in an improvised jamming:
AGCD
VERSE 1
In The Mouth Of Fun
Sun Is Shining On Us
And The Day Is Young
We’re plenty plenty happy
Plenty cheery all the way
So join us and come
And celebrate the day
VERSE 2
In The Mouth Of Fun
We All Dive, Die & Drown Alive
We Go Swim Hard
In Our Fishbowls
Relaxation follows
And swallows you whole
VERSE 3
In The Mouth Of Fun
You Can Stay Up
Till The Dawn of Kill
And then just go to sleep
And time travel
Like my friend myles
Does in cawt maur
CLIMAX:
ACGFD
In the mouth of fun
We go go hard
There’s no no events
In the outside world
That’ll get us down
We all forget about the water
Forget about the wars
Forget about the
We celebrate & connect with them
But from afar in our palace
Academic language & phenomenology
Is our screens, our culture & language
This is our bubble
This is our sea
This is our swim
Our yellow, yellow, blue, purple, orange swim
This is our cage
This is our palace
This is our mouth
This is our mouth
This is our mouth
THE MOUTH/SUPERSPREADERS:
I wrote this collection of songs during the pandemic, hasn’t quite been completed, but will complete it as this distant memory of what was Covid. This was a reflection of the 24 Hour Art Exhibition that i wrote, as a procastination during my work for my Kelsey Performance for the January Show, I only wrote it a couple weeks ago.
Just excuse me please
As I ruin another puzzle piece
Or 17
For the present tense
Just turning back the page
On all our houses
When they stood most ambient
And the world was painting
For our lack gave it colours
Our hiding kissed it meaning
What was that time
It didn’t matter
Webs growing on the broccoli
Dark thoughts boiling up
Didn’t get the same paintings
That others bought and wore
As common currency
So stupid of me
Really
Paradise in PJs
Poetry So Pure
What Did We Do With A Life
Use The Space
Use The Time
Seize All Your Conquered Days
All Your Selfish Ways/Swim or Live In The Selfish Ways
Quite a book
Those pages own
What is that distant memory
Cast it out and kill it off
Hope it dies a horrible death
Hope you suck it up
And learn your lessons
Quick and clever
Move on to horrors new
WILL ADD MORE IDEAS, SONGS & SCENES THAT I LABELLED “THE NEW MOUTH”. Now I need to actually do what I’ve been putting off.