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Mark Fisher/Texts/Essays/foxx.pdf

foxxMark Fisher / text
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx The Wayback Machine - https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net:80/k-punk.net/… FOXX [hyperdub word channel: presented at Institute of Chatteringclass Apathy, 30.03.01] K codes for cybernetics KS codes for Katasonics OK k0-77 Where does it come from, this voice haunted by the future? Thanks to the Eshumachine we know where it goes. Via the import ear, the anglovox invades and reformats the course of futuresonic production in the streetsound labs of Detroit and Chicago. White heat into black cold. https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 1/7
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx But why does it begin here, in England - why here, why then? Gregorian dateline: 1750 (approx) SF-kapital factory farms the English proletariat as its servomechanical slaves. It gives them identity tags, calls them the working class. Once the false memory chips are in, they are convinced they¹re human. Aren't you? K0-77-82: memory loss. Zero K. Amnesia, aphasia - the whole cold trance Poe-zone - is what possesses the new wave. Numan Are Friends Electric? Joy Division I Remember Nothing, Ultravox Dislocation, Foxx Underpass. Between wakefulness and sleep, when electricity bleeds into dreams, identity flickers in and out of focus Someone came into the room where i was half asleep we spoke for a while I couldn¹t see his face later on when he was gone I realised i didnt catch his name. Someone pushing through my outline [not sure who or where I am] Well i used to remember now it¹s all gone world war something we were somebody¹s sons History is forgotten, but something else is coming back. Zero-K is no memory. https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 2/7
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx Or the memory of Zero. When they leave human behind them, Old Things rise up Remember i was vapour He¹s a liquid, and there¹s an ocean we can breathe. k-punk is a rigorous attack on the soul practically not theoretically Artaud howls the program The spirit was never anything but the parasite of man... But how by what filthy trickery did it one day decide to become god? Go through the wall and you don¹t encounter god, but the electrobliss of uttunul. Absolute disorganization. Zero-intensity. That¹s what you hear in their voice. Voices that are affected but emotionless. That¹s where they¹ve been. Intensive journeys through the body, the body beyond the organs. And it is only the soul which feels emotions. Artaud knew that. Get out of the box, and you leave all emotions dying there in the starcold beyond all of your dreams. Star cold Cold stars Kalte sterne k0-77 John Foxx is the name of a sonic-fictional machine. It is dripping with k-virus and needs a human host. https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 3/7
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx Dennis Leigh is eager to be taken over by the hungry electro-ghost. Leigh comes from a grim northern industrial stage set: father a coalminer, mother a millworker. Foxx is an urban animal, a lonely hunter in the concrete jungle. He takes the Leigh body down to London on the pretext of studying art. Art college in the 60s and 70s is a proletarian line of escape - a perceptual (re)engineering and class decoding lab. It gives you new eyes, and new things to see with them. You learn to be a stranger Fear in the western world. London in 77 is a ticking time bomb of tension. Young savages turn up their collar against the virtual nuclear winter. Apocalypse now only seconds away. 18 in 77 and you were 3 during the Cuban missile crisis. Mummy, why are we all going to die? Since at least 62 - maybe before - england has been on a speed binge, fuelling the hunt for maximum acceleration with electricity and amphetamine It pushes you somewhere inhuman The hand the Beatles want to make tactile contact with is part of the newly wired hystericized electro-body k-punk is about the dismantling of music take apart harmony, melody and scale and you begin to reprogram the body k-punk finds its precursors in abstract engineers like burroughs, duchamp, ballard, warhol https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 4/7
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx The first Ultravox! LP is all Jerry Cornelius rhythm and blooz, art-rock emaciated into teeth-grinding speedfreak sound polaroids of London¹s zombie population of orgasm addicts high rise reptiles wide boys jukebox mongrels Anti-socialist packs swarming from out of the carcass of the postwar consensus. Pacing and waiting in the striplit piss stench of England 77. Harmonicas howl and Tottenham court road litter skitters in the wind. The second u-vox lp is a violent cut and paste of kataklysmic frenzy and atonal desolation All the joins show. ha ha ha paints hideous Bacon-horror shows of the master class meat market at play. The frozen ones melting. Foxx observes their neuro-tics with borrowed eyes. A female humanoid approaches him. blunt on booze she talks like a newsreel she¹ll take up any kind of bleak exchange ... she ran through divine light, chemicals, scientology, her own sex before she turned to pain https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 5/7
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx Punk is pest/ plague/ contagion UR it UR inside now they say it¹s not becoming But UR it, it's you ha ha ha ends in the chitinous abstract jazz of Hiroshima Mon Amour (like the planet might have done) Like the Beatles before them, Ultravox are mutated in Germany. The third album Systems of Romance is recorded in Koln, and it is liquid metal undeath disco - a whole new metal beat. It¹s through deutsche electro-volk that untermensch passes into ubermensch. via entartete kunst Mittenact der mansmachine. k0-79 From empathy to abstraction. By the time of Foxx¹s solo lp, metamatic, the escape from music is all but complete. Few human traces remain. You feel oddly renewed, indifferent to the old monkey pleasure-pain program. Your nerves are shattered, and you like it that way You enjoy crashing with your new body Out of control No-one driving Nichts. nichts. nichts. not a soul nothing personal https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 6/7
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4/25/23, 2:57 PM foxx Rip in the master film Fix it yourself boss man. https://web.archive.org/web/20041207194508/http://www.k-punk.net/k-punk.net/foxx/foxx.html 7/7