Machinic Capitalism
Beomora
Beomora, Viennese funkrock band from the late 1980s, plays a disco version of the opener of „making multiplicity – conceptual songs“, Machinic Capitalism. Bring in an ultra clean Telecaster rhythm guitar, a funky-plucking slap bass, the unavoidable disco strings, and add them to the magical Rhodes and the voice on vinyl. And then just take all the resonant heads off the drums, stretch dish towels over them and add a few old microphones and 32C microphone amplifiers, and off we go pulling on the leash that is a means to unleash ...
C. Kobold: drums, production and mix
A. Koch: drum recording
M. Scheer: mastering
D. Baumgartner: guitar
A. Rührer: bass
A. Frei: basic mix vocals/Rhodes
G. Raunig: Rhodes piano and vocals
Machinic Capitalism
Machinic Capitalism
Everytime they pick up their smartphone, they do not just pick up a tool
Everytime they swipe its surface, they do not just swipe a tool
Unlike a hammer or tongs or a cleaning sponge, not just a surface of a tech device
Everytime they type their passwords, they move into another rule
Everytime they pick up their smartphone, they embrace a social machine
Everytime they swipe its surface, they are joining a machinic routine
Overcoming isolation, into a manifold social scene
Everytime they pick up their smartphone, they plug into a social, a marvellous machine
In machinic capitalism
Living our lives on the leash
Online lives, on the line
But the leash is a means to unleash
Everytime they open their notebook, they do not just open a tool
Everytime they write on its keyboard, they do not just write with a tool
Unlike a hammer or tongs or a cleaning sponge, not just a surface of a tech device
Everytime they type in their passwords, they pass into another rule
Everytime they start their notebook, they embrace a social machine
Everytime they write on its keyboard, they are joining a machinic routine
Machinic flows across socialities, living bodies and techno-things
Everytime they start their notebook, they plug into a social what a marvellous machine
In machinic capitalism
Living our lives on the leash
We’re living online lives, on the line
But the leash is a means to unleash
In the mode of modulation, we deliver our data and our dreams
To the fasco-racist platform capitalists, as we append and depend on their machines
As we imagine it, invent it, and operate it, too, we are swirls and rapids in its streams
can we crack it can we hack it, are we able to unpack it, can we overthrow its hideous and mean regime
In machinic capitalism
Living our lives on the leash
We’re living online lives, on the line
But the leash is a means to unleash