Kraftwerk ergo “How To Build Your Own Automaton”.
Background: Cosmogony.
At the chaotic ringing, everything is set —origin and crescendo— dramatically in motion.
The fortuitous play of corpuscles glimmers, whose mutual disruption causes noise.
Contrasting, frail harmonic lines rise and vanish: snow dodecahedrons flecked in the burning heat.
Order is glimpsed (perhaps) —origin and crescendo— a beginning: the random conflagrations become more structured masses.
It is as if they have just woken up, still awakening, from a nap on a cosmic carousel, noises finding no rest.
Frantically, that-unable-to-stand-because-of-the-vertigo-given-by-the-cochlear-vestibule-whose-stability-is-usually-guaranteed-by-verticality, somehow settles.
These crashings play at spinning-the-head-around-the-world-and-vice-versa, then make way for silence.
Silence has little life, however: an elementary drumming superimposed and intersected reemerges from the undulating magma, with some sketch of organization.
Order stumbles; it spills into its opposite: this flowing of the fortuitous into the orderly is made of various attempts.
Sometimes tearing itself into an abyss.
Gloomily, the boiling has now become a sway.
In the ringing, an intercalation has now made its way; in the drumming, a rhythm is now discovered.
By now, the noise is unrecognizable; its ancient face fades.
The disruption loses its contours.
Quietly, an anvil solemnity has been outlined.
Only one last step remains: from the prelude of the world to the artifact of man.
Discovery, epiphany.
All of man's art is realized in industry!
An industrial noise reemerges from within the rhythm: a rhythmic noise.
Dizziness of a circle: ordered chaos — disordered regularity.
Zenith of the travail.
CHAPTER.1: https://www.debaser.it/kraftwerk/kraftwerk-i/recensione-123asterisco
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