Way to hypnotize us, Clovis.
Berlin-based by way of L.A., Clovis Bouhier had the brilliant idea of taking this recording of Allen Ginsburg reading his poem "Sunflower Sutra" and placing it to a beat. The result is not only highly effective and intriguing, but I seriously feel like I've just received some type of secret message.
Woven in the words of Ginsburg and laced in the instrumental of Clovis lies a truth that's somehow greater now with the marriage of music and poetry. Are you that flower? Once loved, lost in your lack of self-worth, now covered in grime? Someone loved you once, little flower. Allen Ginsburg did, at least.
"Poor dead flower. When did you forget that you were a flower?" asks Ginsburg. "When did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent dirty old locomotive? The ghost of a locomotive? The specter and shade of a once powerful mad American locomotive?" An agitated Ginsburg exclaims, "You were never no locomotive, Sunflower, you were a sunflower!"
I bet that flower is thinking, "Isn't retrospect a bitch."
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