The people who govern the Brave New World may not be sane (in what may be called the absolute sense of the word); but they are not madmen, and their aim is not anarchy but social stability. It is in order to achieve stability that they carry out, by scientific means, the ultimate, personal, really revolutionary revolution.

Aldous Huxley

Vocabulary: Bring Out The Guimpe Edition

antonomasia: substituting an epithet for a proper name or v.v. (e.g. your lordship or Judas)
kislar-aga: a high-ranking eunuch (under sultan and grand vizier) in the Ottoman Empire
guimpe: a type of garment covering the neck and shoulders, often part of a nun’s habit
sutler: a merchant who accompanies an army and sells the soldiers provisions
colback: also calpac. A black hat of felt or sheepskin common to Asia Minor
reimbushment: reversing one’s course along previous tracks (e.g. in snow)
dolman: a Turkish woman’s cloak or mantle with capelike sleeves
quotidian: commonplace, or recurring daily (comp. “quartan”)
adust: dry or burnt, esp. in the humoral system of medicine
impassible: variant of impassive – incapable of suffering
solecism: a violation of etiquette in manner of grammar
incondite: crudely or poorly constructed or composed
hippanthrope: one who believes himself a horse
pullulate: to teem or swarm, or to breed or bud

Manual – “Confluence”
Confluence

This rather long track (13:10) migrates through a few distinct phases, all of them gauzy and ambient, and all pleasant and multi-layered. The slow-motion wash of distortion and soft noise gives way to a piano-pierced stillness of real craft and poignancy. The rest of this album moves along similar paths, and while it isn’t exciting, it’s beautiful and calming. (insound)

Sape homo de vanae gloriae contemptu vanius gloriatur.
A man can be most boastful in expressing his contempt of fame.

St. Augustine, Confessions

Vivere nolunt, mori nesciunt.
They will not die; they dare not live.

Seneca, Epistulae Morales

Let us not carry flame where light alone will suffice.

Victor Hugo, Les Miserables

Fennesz – “Glide”
Black Summer

This shimmery, noisy blanket is one of Fennesz’s most understated and beautiful tracks. It takes a while to get going, and the song really only takes up about seven minutes of the nine and a half it runs for. (insound)