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2019
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2019
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2018
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2017
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2016
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2015
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2014
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2013
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2012
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2011
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2010
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2009
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2008
My name is Van Gogh.
My name is Jesus.
My name is Tinto Brass.
My name is Cody.
My name is Stanley Milgram.
My name is Satan.
My name is John Cage.
My name is Simon Ferocious.
My name is Zaratustra.
My name is Batman.
My name is Ry Cooder.
My name is Moses.
My name is Robin Williams.
My name is Herod.
My name is Karl Malone.
My name is Jim Morrison.
My name is David Shaw.
My Name is Nick Drake.
My name is Jimmy Hoffa.
My name is Stanley Kubrick.
My name is Albert Einstein.
My name is Hugh Dallas.
My name is Joseph Merrick.
My name is Lionel Richie.
Lesson twelve: Dave Brubeck
Lesson eleven: Martha Argerich
Lesson ten: LP DUO (Sonja Lončar & Andrija Pavlović)
Lesson nine: Oscar Peterson
Lesson eight: Yuki Murata
Lesson seven: Arthur Rubinstein
Lesson six: Glenn Gould
Lesson five: Wim Mertens
Lesson four: Thelonious Sphere Monk
Lesson three: Tigran Hamasyan
Lesson two: Viktoriya Yermolyeva (piano covers)
Lesson one: Keith Jarrett – The Cologne concert
The Shadow Project – Voices
album: Voices EP (2005)
And finally…
…unknown voice:
Ever hear, ever hear voices?
Do you ever see in the newspaper the word ‘stop’ and stop exactly what you’re doing?
Ever think, ever think it’s just too much, you know?
Ever lose your memory?
‘Lose your memory?!’
Ever realise you’re obsessing about being obsessed?
‘Obsessing about being obsessed? Obsessed!’
Ever realise you’re just talking about one thing yeah, and really you’re just thinking about something completely, completely different?
It’s going round in circles. It’s a ping-pong effect, you know bouncing off one thing to the other.
You ever just thought ‘fuck it?’ Yeah, just ‘fuck it’.
Can you remember if you have? Bloody hell.
You ever realised that you’ve said it?
Well you know you’ve already just said it.
It’s gone.
It’s been said.
But then, you have to stop for a second and let them answer.
You’re really not sure if you mean it.
You’re not sure if they mean it either.
It all comes together in this little ball.
And as I said, it’s that ping pong effect, it’s bouncing back and forth.
And you don’t know when you’re going to stop.
You don’t know when you’re going to fly off the fucking table.