Homelessness (2)

Pere Ubu’s song textures, sounds, mike distortions, studio involutions - aesthetic foibles - guitar bumbles - tape loops - drum beatings advance the idea that we are homeless.  Everything says that we are not at home in the world.  Nothing else is presented.  We are homeless, we have no place to live, there is nowhere to live, nowhere that identifies the human.  Nothing else has meaning.  The opening track of 18 Monkeys on a Dead Man’s Chest for example.  Or ‘Love Song’ from Why I Hate Women.  Or take any song at all.

They find a way of being at home in their homelessness.

Tags: Homelessness, Pere Ubu