Flying to the sun
from Yird Muin Starn by Kaffe Matthews and Mandy McIntosh
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It Would Take Eight Years to Fly to the Sun from Earth in Concorde Travelling Faster Than the Speed of Sound.
(From the comparison made on distance, time and speed between the Earth and the Sun by the Official Planetarium Guide to the Solar System with a forward by NASA.)
(From the comparison made on distance, time and speed between the Earth and the Sun by the Official Planetarium Guide to the Solar System with a forward by NASA.)
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Flying to the sun.
Year one, we begun
On the flight to the sun
In our supersonic ark
We embarked, hypothetical, magical, ethical,
cited statistical and mythical, lethal
We are flying to the sun in Concorde.
Year two, (it takes eight)
Tensions starting to grate
Human's fly for the Sun?
Does he have his hat on? Fifteen million degrees, he’s a he, we believe!
Eight years to the furnace, where cremation awaits us
We are flying to the sun in Concorde
Year three, now we ask
Are our wings glued with wax?
What’s the point in this measure,
A guide to a human imagining us, from our turf on the earth,
On a course to the source, a resistance to distance
We’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year four, now we’re bored
Its not spacious, Concorde
Faces all looking wan
will be maimed by the flames of the solar exclaims
will be charred and scarred by that nuclear star
but we’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year five, still alive
In this dive, this pigsty
Sweating and betting
On chickens and eggs and the pilots sore legs
Where’s the trolley? more jelly ! what else is on telly?
We’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year six, evolution
Skeletons revolution
Speed of sound locomotion
so profound, solar bound, feel the fur on the ground
Radiation around, and our eyes they are blind
For we’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year seven, in heaven
Our liveable oven
No-one talks no-one moves
No-one wears any shoes; we have hooves made of bins
and metallic skin, we’ve evolved to star kin
and we’re flying to the sun in Concorde.
Year eight, here we are,
We’ve arrived at the star
We are heatproof, aloof, and we look for sun food
With our brood of star babes that we birthed on the plane,
We got bored so we bred, and we grew different heads
When we flew to the sun in Concorde.
Mandy McIntosh 2011
Year one, we begun
On the flight to the sun
In our supersonic ark
We embarked, hypothetical, magical, ethical,
cited statistical and mythical, lethal
We are flying to the sun in Concorde.
Year two, (it takes eight)
Tensions starting to grate
Human's fly for the Sun?
Does he have his hat on? Fifteen million degrees, he’s a he, we believe!
Eight years to the furnace, where cremation awaits us
We are flying to the sun in Concorde
Year three, now we ask
Are our wings glued with wax?
What’s the point in this measure,
A guide to a human imagining us, from our turf on the earth,
On a course to the source, a resistance to distance
We’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year four, now we’re bored
Its not spacious, Concorde
Faces all looking wan
will be maimed by the flames of the solar exclaims
will be charred and scarred by that nuclear star
but we’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year five, still alive
In this dive, this pigsty
Sweating and betting
On chickens and eggs and the pilots sore legs
Where’s the trolley? more jelly ! what else is on telly?
We’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year six, evolution
Skeletons revolution
Speed of sound locomotion
so profound, solar bound, feel the fur on the ground
Radiation around, and our eyes they are blind
For we’re flying to the sun in Concorde
Year seven, in heaven
Our liveable oven
No-one talks no-one moves
No-one wears any shoes; we have hooves made of bins
and metallic skin, we’ve evolved to star kin
and we’re flying to the sun in Concorde.
Year eight, here we are,
We’ve arrived at the star
We are heatproof, aloof, and we look for sun food
With our brood of star babes that we birthed on the plane,
We got bored so we bred, and we grew different heads
When we flew to the sun in Concorde.
Mandy McIntosh 2011
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from Yird Muin Starn,
released March 14, 2013
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Kaffe Matthews London, UK
... a pioneering music maker who works live with space, data, things, and place to make new electroacoustic music. The physical experience of music for maker & listener has also been central to her approach and so she invented some unique interfaces, the sonic armchair, sonic bed and sonic bike that enable new approaches to making and immediate ways in to unusual sound/music for wide audiences. ... more
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