“Jako Was A German SS and Sako Was My Japanese Benefactor” or ” My Personal Psychosis Will Be In The End Untranslatable ” … Assam: podinsky Assam: goot morgan WE-pod: oi, greetz from beograd ( again ) Assam: again? Assam: me and tory watched the net WE: loop, just returned from transylvania, got fang marks to prove it… no just kidding , fantastic peeps/hosts ! WE: loop. just … Assam: I thought you were going forward… not back Assam: something about a tour

” Nicholson Schmicholson Can Eat His Big Hollywood Homonculus ” We: yo assam, what up? Sent at 1:28 PM on Friday Assam: what up what up ! Sent at 1:31 PM on Friday We: im at a workshop on sound tools… using things like Jack ? ardour? Assam: jack? nicholson? We: um its all here, if yur interested in the geeky details… im only half-absorbing, url coming… http://www.burundi.sk/monoskop/index.php/SoundWorkshop Sent at 1:34 PM on Friday We: nicholson schmicholson can eat his big hollywood homunculus

Already doing shows in Croatia, but just now getting a chance to put up images from the Transylvania experiences. Incredible street art group called The Playground had some fantastic stencils around the town. Some overtly political, like the references to the toxic spill at the Rosa Montana mine, and “Vlad for President 2004″ referencing the Count that spawned the legend of Dracula, who had a penchant for impaling his enemies. While that’s the story that often comes to mind first when anyone mentions Transylvania, the warm hospitality and poetic contemplation of the Romanians is much more what one can expect to encounter in the region.

It was a little difficult for online access during the Transylvanian part of the tour, so now that i am in Zagreb and on my way to the coast for a multimedia fest with a variety of radio and tactical media workshops ( see: http://mmkamp.org/ ) , i hope that i will be able to plog more frequently and describe the fantastic encounters in Romania. And fotos to upload…yep. what’s up with this %#$ wordpress upload … a task to unravel tomorrow.

Yes, we’ve reached Videodrome levels in the Magic Geekdom ( sitting in the park at Ferenc Liszt Ter jonesing for available Wi-Fi), but i might mention that this is hardly a Magyar epidemic, where they still gather in public space to be in the company of tangible friends til dawn. So the lo-tekker that I am still can’t bring this wiley wordpress byte-slop to heed my calls… that is, no images yet, but nevermind that… it’s called WORDpress right and we might as well reJoyce in the plog as Burroughsian virus.

Ok, here it is … I’m diving into the XL terrestrials plog , having landed in the east blok and ready to rip. 2nd day in Budapest and fresh from The House Of Terror exhibition on Andrassy Ut, where both the Nazis and the Soviet Union set up their little shop of oppression. This building was HQ for the conquering of body, mind and spirit of the Hungarian people. Now turned into a museum and Haunted Mansion FOR REAL : Enough documentation and emotions to fill the wordpress world for weeks to come, but hey there’s no time for that here cause there are new systems of oppression needing urgent deconstructions and arts in action and i’m supposed to premiere my Next Level plans next week and I got plenty to tweak there.