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Matthew Shipp,
tour diary excerpts:

When playing at my best, the piano becomes one prism of light. Musical space time becomes very tight - [a life cell] - the part of the brain generating rhythm - [the cohesive force of musical space time] becomes one with breath. At that point the mind rests in a heaven of silence and one can hear the hymns of the angels. One can become overwhelmed with the fact that while you are pushing ivories down on the piano, that you are articulating an alphabet. The signals descend into the mind and the player articulates a sequence of notes - [a mystic alphabet].

Matthew Shipp

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Photograph: Whit Dickey. Reprinted from Yakuza number 6.
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