Beach Sloth

#0001 Clean 7” miks by Feözsz Zszöef

                Feözsz Zszöef: who is this guy? I am anonymous. He takes anonymity many steps further all the way down to downstairs to the basement’s basement. Online he is everywhere. Who knows where he lives, what he does. Judging by his taste he has a thing for Dada and Daft Punk. I think if Tristan Tzara were still with us he’d be into Daft Punk too. Lately Feözsz Zszöef has been in a ‘flurry’ of activity. Meat Confetti came first. Now there is this: the first single out. 

                Caffeine comatose happens at work. That’s when you medicate yourself on coffee to avoid any association with work. You are there but not spiritually there. My spirit must be protected against this work. Writing is where my spirit really belongs. I enjoy parts of this, the reference to GYBE, the walk through the urban asphalt. Outside after the rain is honest. That is as honest as a city can get the sweet smell of temporarily clean air. 

                Words indicate action. These are excited words, too excited to be paired with much else. As they drip along the left-hand edge of the page they indicate tools and sloth. I recognize the sloth well. My face is that of a sloth with power tools. It never ends well. 

                He wants everyone to dress. Why dress when you’re online? Come as you are. Nobody cares. Everything is fine. By now everyone online is unaware of your style of dress. They know mine. Facebook photos can lie. Only IRL tells the truth. That’s why I don’t live there. A hush comes over the words as they are broken up. Barely a whole word can come through as he describes misery. Misery loves company. Guess that’s why all those words are chopped up, to create a community. Umlauts are the hats of a, e, i, o, u and never y. Y gets an umlaut. Just kidding Y can stand out in the cold. It needs to pick a side. It can be a vowel or constant but not both. 

                Seahorses hunt people. They scream according to some Canadians. I worry about being hunted by Seahorses. Good thing I can slow down to resemble a rock. Humans always need to move quickly. Why they move so quickly for so little reason baffles me. Move when you need to move. Pointless exercise, without going anywhere, is a sign of too rich of a diet. 

                I’m happy to see this as Feözsz Zszöef’s first effort. Prepare yourself for his next project, a vegan Meat Confetti.