Masters We

Posted by admin on January 23rd, 2007 filed in I and I

This happened back in December, but only when you’re back at your parents do you find things like graduation pictures lying around. After four years we are masters, of what exactly who knows. The certificate says Music but as Fletch will tell you, that is not necessarily the case. However much we actually put into the work, there was always a lingering feeling that someone from the university would find out what we were up to, “I thought you were doing music degrees”, “you call that music?”, “do you actually like that stuff?” and all the rest.

We were in intermezzo completing an assignment on some aspect of medieval music during our second year, Fletch looked over to me and said “shit, do you actually read the music?”. This became a bit of a project: how many music degrees can you get without having to actually look at another score, or play an instrument for that matter? Two, as it turns out. Now that Fletch is a journalist he’s started playing gigs, he’s even been to Paris you know.

Lars knows about this, he would understand the inescapable puerility that surrounded our work, that constantly threatened to cross over from what we thought funny, into what we believed to be funny, acceptable and worthwhile. When we moved in together we began working on a series of performance and video pieces that grew out of our (my) attempts to get into Žižek. If there is one thing we have to finish before our time is done this is it, that masters was just another stepping stone towards this, our great cycle, Barney is nothing next to this…

Now we have finished, and begin to go our separate ways, we like to entertain the idea that we are each other’s nemesis, that this is how all great rivalries start, school mates, once so close… like those two guys from the Xmen, that one day we will meet on a hill top, “I knew it was you, after all these years…” and then we will draw swords, or just another set cock pictures to leave hanging around the house for the other’s girlfriend/parents to find.