Koyaanisqatsi - 08 - Prophecies

Music to fall asleep to.

Also, the film that this music comes from is possibly the most moving thing I’ve seen in my life. A film without singers, without people, dialogue, human centric story lines. Just landscapes and this relentless, ongoing music. Noise, gutteral and low at times. At others peaked and intense. Hollywood doesn’t produce films like this. I don’t think anything has produced anything with this depth of… with this depth since the silent movies.

Seeing this now brings me back to the horrible place I was in then. A narrow townhouse in Carlton. The smoke filled room of my ex. That oppressive feeling of just passing time until I got up the courage to end it, to just end everything. And yet, in the middle of all this, comes this spark, this terrible, brilliant spark in the form of a film and its accompanying music that lifts me up and takes me to another place filled with imagination and memory. On the other hand, it’s also my ex being so lovely to me in that dark, dark time, opening my eyes and showing me something amazing, it’s him holding my hands, supporting me, talking with me, sharing things openly, before all of that went to shit too.

I would never watch this film in a room full of the people I watch things with now. Half of it would be lost in the talking through it. But it’s amazing, and tonight I feel the need to share.