About me: Far, far above them, a planet that is not earth hangs majestically, its hard barren surface drawing its own kind of warmth from the icy blanket of dark hollow space. The planet is kept from an utter and unending loneliness by only a few things, one of which is the sound of its own rotation echoing through the unrolling black abyss, which speaks to it like the voice of a mother to her unborn child. The stars, though distant, are another source of comfort, who serve the planet as the sparkling text to an ancient and geometrically perfect prose, narrating the meaning of why each thing has been and shall always be positioned exactly where it is. But the most prized of the planet’s few possessions, are its moons; its precious, precious moons, each a charismatically sculpted jewel, each its own uniquely formed answer to the question of beauty.
The planet is distracted from its loneliness primarily by the attention given to these moons; in its tireless work towards their care. This mighty rock holds the smaller spherical jewels in its gravity, smoothly revolving them and easing them firmly around its own orbit, such that the entire surface of their bodies are exposed to the light and heat of the sun. The planet does so without rest, as these moons are its only instructor on the subject of love. It is an exercise in gentility and discipline for this planet, massive and mighty, for it must be perfectly wise in its exerted gravity so as to preserve the orbit of its coveted celestial companions. If the gravity of the planet is too strong, then the moons shall either crash into violent obliteration against its surface, or be repelled into the arms of infinite space, sent along a path from which nothing returns.
In nature, such examples exist in abundance: the natural magnetism of two objects – their inherent will to push and pull – fixing their degree of companionship at a specific, harmonious distance. Whether we might give the name of emotion or love to describe these forces of relationship, is arguable; but perhaps unimportant. What can be said is that such entities as planets have been ordained with mastery over their own gravity; while tragically, human beings rarely graduate beyond mere amateurs in their ability to negotiate the attractive forces that bind and repel them. For human intimacy is too a matter of magnetism, with its own terrible risk of violent collision or irretrievable loss.
- JieSong Zhang (October - November'06)
Who I'd like to meet:
Stone Forest Ensemble @ The Orpheum Theater, Los Angeles (Kollaboration LA '08)
[E.Violin/Emcee, Cello, Beatbox, Hand-drum, Pipa]
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Stone Forest Ensemble @ Kollaboration NYC '06
(Grand Champion Performance)
[E.Violin/Emcee, Cello, Beatbox, Hand-drum, Japanese Flute]
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Stone Forest Ensemble @ the Delancey (NYC '05)
[E.Violin/Emcee, Cello, Beatbox, Hand-drum]
hiii Mister Jie-Song! i wish you very nice birthday! Do you like play dollies? We have tea if you like? Miss Dorian teach me to be lady and serve tea. pooh! i rather drink it! hee hee hugs and kissss
DEAREST JIE-SONG, PPL ALWAYS TOLD U AS A YOUNG CHILD...WITH AGE COMES WISDOM, WELL I DONT KNOW HOW OLD U R BUT U SURE R FREAKIN WISE J ,CUZ UR A FREAKIN PHILOSOPHER...LMAO I HOPE ONE DAY I CAN JOIN U IN DOIN GREAT THINGS...I HOPE ME, U EDDIE,CHARLES, TALIA, AND GISEL CAN GO TO CHINA WITH U OR SEE ONE OF UR SHOWS.I WISH U THE BEST JIE. HAPPY B-DAY JESS =P
Ahoy hoy thaaaarrrrr, You know the steez, ugh, I hate spams so i'm typing all this by hand, you won't BELIEVE how long it's taken me....anyways....I see you're a bit of a music fan.
I have a FREE mixtape out soon and have put up some tracks for everyone to have a bit of a listen to. Let me know what you think.
Hey Hey It's been a while since the Trace Elements mixtape 'Elevator Muzak' came out, just finished a mixtape with Syntax of Trace Elements, its called 'IOU's' and is available for download, free as always. Hope all is good. Cheers Xplane
After an uproarious response to last year’s one-night-only presentation, Maya Azucena and Vanessa Hidary, in partnership with The Zipper Factory, present a recurring event: CULTURE BANDIT SOUL, a dynamic, hilarious and moving fusion of theater and concert; with a Humanitarian outreach. CULTURE BANDIT SOUL at the ZIPPER FACTORY on Wednesday November 12th. Art exhibit at 7:00PM/Performance at 8:00PM Sharp. Tickets $20. 336 West 37th Street, NYC. Reservations 212.352.3101
