I Send You a MP3
Elliott Cost, Cursor Magazine, and airplane sights
I wrote this from above the clouds. The sun was setting on my far right, and to my left, I looked at a fluffy cloudscape in unimaginable shapes with colors from dark blue to light pink. It was beautiful, pure magic. How is it even possible, the weather from above.
I couldn’t touch the clouds or play songs on Apple Music. My songs were links pointing to a cloud outside reach. I was in airplane mode, without wifi, and I forgot to download music. All I had was a .zip file called I send you a .mp3 with five songs totaling nine minutes.
I Type NY scrolls you to The Big Apple.
Airplane is a web poem.
Offline is another fitting classic for today’s intro.
My appreciation for USB.Club reached unprecedented heights when I saw they commissioned Elliott Cost to travel around Europe to exchange files. On this site, you can follow Elliott’s journey and gain an overview of his file transfers. When the project is over, the site will be deleted. This is the quiet, odd, and poetic web.
Welcome to File Life–a tour company and travel blog about letting go of files, giving them a new life in the mountains and the oceans. Follow along as a traveling fileman wanders. — Elliott Cost
The comment section of YouTube is internet gold. For years, Mark Slutsky would spend nights collecting heartfelt messages left to songs, publishing them on Sad YouTube. Comments include one from 1912Universal, who recalls a day in 1967 when they biked two hours to get a glimpse of Irene, a crush visiting the area. In this post, Mark unfolds what happened when Irene contacted him to get in touch with 1912Universal.
I had no idea who 1912Universal was, and the original “Walk Away Renee” video from which I’d harvested the comment had been long deleted. So I wrote back, “Sadly, I do not! You might want to look up Irene Eckstein from Forest Hills.”
The reply came back a few hours later:
“I am Irene Eckstein from Forest Hills.”
The friendly team at Cursor published the fourth edition of their magazine. Like in the previous editions, the writing tends to favor tech-criticism, but poetry peeks through the grid in the shape of origami made from collected receipts and Freja Christiana’s double-layered map.
We are going on a short trip to Naxos. Maybe you want to receive a postcard?