Tag Archives: Spoken Word

Robert Ashley’s Perfect Lives Pt. 5: The Living Room

Thoughts on Part 5 of Robert Ashley’s spoken word opera, God, the end of meaning, and hip hop records.

Robert Ashley’s Perfect Lives Pt. 4: The Bar

Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold; But the Alehouse is healthy, and pleasant, and warm. Besides, I can tell where I am used well; Such usage in heaven will never do well. But, if at the Church they would give us some ale, And a pleasant fire our souls to regale, We’d sing […]

Robert Ashley’s Perfect Lives Pt. 3: The Bank

She is in the blue distance She’s a visiting wonder He’s in the blue distance He’s a dream come true Am I sleeping and weeping Or just turning over? -Blue Gene Tyranny, “Leading a Double Life” (Check out Pt. 1 and Pt. 2 here and here.) The small repeating cast of Perfect Lives, partly a […]

Robert Ashley’s Perfect Lives Pt. 2: The Supermarket

When I’m driving, I sometimes turn on the radio and I find very often that what I’m listening to is a discussion of sports. These are telephone conversations. People call in and have long and intricate discussions, and it’s plain that quite a high degree of thought and analysis is going into that. People know […]

Robert Ashley’s Perfect Lives, Pt. 1: The Park

Years ago, I became interested in the notion of involuntary speech. My way of approaching Perfect Lives came out of that interest. I had been observing people-particularly in New York-and I noticed that many many people were talking to themselves, publicly. Since I talk to myself privately, there seemed to be only a thin line […]