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On the Origin of Electrofunk by Natural Selection<\/strong><\/p>\n Our fingers sprouted claws; our foreheads, feelers. this rising buzz for louder, this spiral that meant solo, To cut our first demo we grew tails, horns and fur. We humped the tribe\u2019s recording gear into a cavern <\/p>\n <\/p>\n William Stephenson<\/strong>\u2019s first full collection Travellers and Avatars<\/em> was published by Live Canon in 2018.\u00a0 His pamphlets are Rain Dancers in the Data Cloud<\/em> (Templar, 2012) and Source Code (<\/em>Ravenglass, 2013).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" On the Origin of Electrofunk by Natural Selection Our fingers sprouted claws; our foreheads, feelers. Wires shook and gourds boomed in our hands, paws, podia.\u00a0 We danced in spirals, bees on acid house: this rising buzz for louder, this spiral that meant solo, this shudder of the wings that triggered a sampled […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[138,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19562","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2019-poetry-picks","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19562","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19562"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19562\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":19709,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19562\/revisions\/19709"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19562"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19562"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19562"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWires shook and gourds boomed in our hands, paws,
\npodia.\u00a0 We danced in spirals, bees on acid house:<\/p>\n
\nthis shudder of the wings that triggered a sampled
\nsnare drum roll.\u00a0 We wired our brainstems for techno.<\/p>\n
\nWe carved microphones from mastodon tusks.
\nWe stretched our throats to howl the full moon down.<\/p>\n
\nputrid with steaming tiger dung.\u00a0 The red light shone.
\nNudged by magnetic coils in our skulls, we sang.<\/p>\n