June 18th, 2016

Classic Novels by James Joyce and Virginia Woolf Contain Mathematical Mulitfractal Structures


Not too sure if I believe this - I think you can find fractals/images/messages in anything if you look hard enough (though God alone knows what they would make of  Mark Z. Danielewski's House of Leaves creation).  If it is all 'stream of conscious' stuff like Virginia Woolf's 'The Waves', then that makes perfect sense, but not really in Joyce's work.  To be honest, I am surprised that they find anything structual in Joyce's Ulysses at all, as the last chapter is a monologue that seemingly has no punctuation whatsoever.  Where is the 'perfect cascade' there?

Chatted to senior lecturer about this.

Me - Is there any truth in this?

MW - Well, you may find structures in anything if you frame the parameters of the search in the right way.

Me - I was thinking that, too.  You can read into something any which way you like.



* lies down to listen to backmasked Judas Priest albums for inspiration.

Moby: Porcelain (Auto Biography) - DJing in a Dodgy Place


I was thinking where he grew up and his stint as a squatter in the abandoned Connecticut factory, with gunshots, drug dealers and junkies as a background track and fully got the sense of 'life in the raw'.  Somehow though, I felt I wanted to shield him, bless his heart.  No wonder he felt like a little alien - water-swillin', vegan-promoting, God-fearing lad, that he was. One of his dosed-up flat mates was so looped and agressive, he had bought two cans of gasoline and was going to dowse the guys and set fire to them in the night, but he himself had fell asleep.

I have got to the point where Moby is DJing at a 'swingers' club and It aint for the faint-hearted either.; 'The DJ was playing an old disco single while a few chubby swingers dressed in bondage gear danced under some spinning red police lights and a lone Radio Shack strobe light' (p.51).

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Things are looking up, though - bar a regrettable and 'intimate' incident with a huge cockroach.  More on Sunday.