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Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté (Tarzan and Lucy)

This collagist composition by Agnès has two main characters. You may hear something else. You may also follow the indications and listen behind and between the sounds. You can observe and consequently partake in an alchimist process. Meet Tarzan and Lucy. Tarzan John Clayton is born in the western coastal jungles of equatorial Africa to a marooned couple from England, John and Alice (Rutherford) Clayton, Lord and Lady Greystoke. Adopted as an infant by the she-ape Kala after his parents died (his father is killed by the savage king ape…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté (Lecture on Musical Sound)

Imagine a place where you can see seven fast food shops in one second. Can’t be too hard. Imagine the people in the pedestrian’s zone that go with it. Also this can’t be too difficult. Imagine the shop windows of the shoe stores. Focus. it is not hard. Imagine the mannequins in the shop windows, their blank faces. Good, we’re getting somewhere. Now imagine you start walking, and that you are with someone. You discuss a very profound problem. You wish you could speak French, and that this, what you…

Agnes Pé – Mitt Paté Number 25

This is episode 25 of Agnes’ series of mixes wherein music hallucinates its own existence and dreams of its future. It is a joyous new show, this celebrative moment. All the windows are open. Sunlight streams in. The last residues of last night’s tear gas tickle the trees and the birds: coughing birds, crying birds, birds that laugh through their tears. The King awakes and looks at his city: splendid city, golden flags and open windows everywhere. His crown still doesn’t fit. Agnes dances around in her room, dances around…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté (Revolution)

The past and the future are like a blank canvas. You can put as many colors and images and abstract designs on it as you like. You can repeat this every day again, and every day the past and the future will look different. In a hypothetical past designs and icons, ideas and legends, belief systems and people had the power to give sense and guidance to individuals, a community or a population. In a hypothetical future none of this will happen anymore. In a hypothetical here and now, I…

Mitt Paté by Agnès Pe – Sales!

– explosions in the suburb – aircycling with ET – a ventriloquist suffers from hyperventilation – dinosaur dance in a nike commercial – the lovely rubber alien who lives in the bubblegum machine – gps for cocks – and then, on the way home, lost in thoughts, the streets lose their way, walk, think, dream talk, the night goes the other way, no time to say goodbye, the entrance to the flat, the entry hall is a desolate place, the headphones are the only safe place, sleepwalk up the stairs…

Mitt Paté #22 by Agnès Pe – War on Christmas

This is cruel, dear listener. It is as cruel as eating murdered animals or celebrating the birth of a kid who escaped from genocide. It is as cruel as christmas decoration and as cruel as being crucified by ISIS. This is an example of bad taste. It tastes as bad as spending millions with your blessed credit card. It tastes as bad as all the shows you see on TV or the songs you are forced to listen to in the shopping streets of your town. This is sickening. It…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté 21 (Fuck You the People)

Where does she find all these songs and sounds? How does she manage it to put them in this order? Sensational, impressive, late night walk, mickey mouse t-shirt, kim jung un mask and private chicken too. Mysterious, picknick at hanging rock, chinese new year, a bar full of voices and everybody feels good Yes, we are angry as well, but that doesn’t change our mood. Red socks I am running out of words on how to describe the Mitt Paté’s Visit Madrid Go see Agnès Pe in action Always.  …

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté #20 (memories of 1937)

Have a look at the playlist. Knowledge has many sides. Knowledge is like a car. Go from A to B. Once you arrive, get out, go, explore, don’t forget your car keys if you want to get back home. Throw the keys away, or just forget about the car, if you are sure you have arrived. Forget about knowledge just as easy as you forget about the tracks you hear, and the tracks you followed. The earth burns. Small houses stand white in the hot sun. Nothing moves. The people…

Mitt Paté #19 by Agnès Pe – I Hear a Symphony

Running around, wide-eyed, open circle-boingboing, we hang from a rubber belt. The world is a bad whisper. The Queen anthem, finally, here’s the version that should be played in every stadium. The motorgang argues over a quarter-pounder hamburger. Stomach moves, dub-step burbs, that’s how we pray nowadays. The merry-go-round dropped acid. My first Vespa. Rome is so great. When gypsies walk backwards they look like arabs disappearing in the rain. The real estate agent showed the bathroom and sang ‘Eye of the Tiger.’ You should have seen him move. But…