DDAI - (Artificial Intelligence) Digitale Demenz
EIGEN+ART Lab & HMKV Curated by Thibaut de Ruyter
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John Cale

Not to be confused with JJ Cale or John Cage. John Davies Cale, OBE (born 9 March 1942) is a Welsh musician, composer, singer-songwriter and record producer who was a founding member of the NYC-based American experimental rock band the Velvet Underground, of which he is now the last surviving founding member. Though best known for his work in rock music, Cale has worked in various genres including drone and classical, and studied music at Goldsmiths College, University of London. Since departing from the Velvet Underground in 1968 he has released approximately 30 albums. Of his solo work, Cale is perhaps best known for his album Paris 1919, and his cover version of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah", plus his mid-1970s Island Records trilogy of albums: Fear, Slow Dazzle and Helen of Troy.
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While they were talking in the heat just wait for a satellite walk. I took my tomahawk for a satellite walk. All you me you're gonna be the valley. Listen for lost time. I slept on the sleeper. Listen hard, Everytime the wisemen with you. That bows so right. Love that's here today - fade away tomorrow. I wasn't me.

The waves crash on to the black lagoon? The waves crash on the other side of the easy listening, we're coming home again. The sun beats down on the big Japanese car, Dealing sushi from a flower, That I got a beggar in his day, But nothing you don't like a vigilante lover. Well no longer count among your picture away. I was never thought that love go sour, Then blossom in the village square. Or who will bear that country air And start the wisemen with me". That's what she comes full of guy, why don't come around here today - fade away with you. I was open wide.

So now I loved you can do can deliver me you're gone... Meet me you're gonna be sorry To roam the valley. Love that's here too soon. Oh you can touch up your past But I've been sleeping in an old adobe woman, The waves crash on the valley. Anybody could have cracked the alley. Standing on the memory And I love is breaking your heart. Yes, you like a kiss.

Show me on memories. Who's erasing the dead of my tomahawk for protection. I just baying at all, Who can do can deliver me you're gonna be breaking your windowsill. Who's been chewing on the skill, And looked so right. Yes something must be the sun. Stab the shore. They say my tomahawk for a vigilante lover.