I just remembered a long-forgotten myth, a mystical story about an equally mythical machine called the “Box”. Supposedly it was randomly generating “Acid” noises (Roland 101, 303 and 808 sounds), opaque and shifting colours at the same time; formed as a cube; in the late 80’s.
I have never, ever seen one, but then, much later someone told me that it was actually an existing tiny machine; in a form of a cube and that down at the Black Market; three were in existence.
Called the Box. I remember looking for one and seeking evidence of its existence… without any success.
That in mind there’s a song called “The Box” and there’s an excellent film called “Cube”. No, it’s not called “The Cube”. It is in fact called simply “Cube”. Because wordings still matter. And the only one to survive (in the film) is… who?
This “Machine” is a different kind of machine. The Buddha Machine. I don’t own one. I think that I know someone who does. It’s a brilliant concept. Pure geniality, right there…
– You can type fast…
– Mm, practice and experience helps?
– But, you can type really fast…
– Yes, I can. It is what I do. I type letters into words…
– However, you will type faster than I can ever do. You will be able to so too in the future… just faster.