THREE WOMEN VS THE GALAXY III
SAMANTHA PLANTAGENET: Why Adriatique's "Tullum" session changed her life.
This was the introductory drug. This set was the stair-step boost that lifted Lucky into a world where she felt she was understood. The selections by the Swiss duo were so lovingly curated, so unerringly presented that like the old standard proclaimed "Last night a DJ saved my life."
This was the set. Delivered on YouTube after a night where the 15 year old prodigy was making her way through a throng of algorithms and equations. She was a brain, not yet a woman. She was a queastor, not yet fully alive. Would she ever be understood? Would she always be an alien? She felt like the girl in that famous classic from years ago "Just Another Girl On The IRT." A young black woman trying to find her way.
But then she heard, well stumbled onto and heard, Adriatique's Tullum set and her life was altered irretrievably. The mounting of tunes, the careful placing where one banger fed the other, the emotional pitch that built a stair step glory of passion. It was over. It didn't hurt that the two Swiss DJs were also fine and the dance floor, near the end included the DJ Hoss and then that monster of EDM glory Solomon (whom Lucky would come to love as well) and it was Game. Set. Match. Here was something she could do. Here was something she wanted to do. Here was something that would give her life even in her lonely room as she was trying to build her own AI assistant (and this she achieved with Scram) and here was something that could take her away from data, numbers, squirreley symbols and endless text.
She hit on her dad for Ableton Live software and the horses left the stable.
DJs, beats, endless melding of music and sounds. She became greedy for RZA, Dre, Marley Marl, DJ Muggs, Budda, Kruder and Dorfmiester and would fold these into Rautavaara, Messiaen, Part and Bach (always Bach). Her dad challenged her and she was floored by Mingus, Ellington, Ornette Coleman, Miles, Trane, Nancy Wilson, Ella Fitzgerald, Frank Sinatra, and Rosemary Clooney. It was crazy! It was wild! It was insane! And it all cohered! It made the numbers flow,;it made the algorithms dance; it made the texts soar and it made the Lucky Kid fully alive!
Reading? You already know! Octavia Butler, Samuel Delaney, Philip K. Dick, Dante, Orlando Furioso, Christopher Logue's Homer and anything by Jorge Luis Borges. It all cohered! It all came together in that way that some human brains, fully attuned to their autodidact switches (many are never turned on), trust the moulding and edifying of that which is good, that which is excellent, that which is worthy. You hear suggestions by great authors for other authors, you hear suggestions from friends you trust, you hear suggestions by professors you trust, and while there are misses, most often times the hits just keep on coming!
In the end it all coheres the way Bach and Mozart refresh the spirits of music lovers, the way they resolve their works so pleasantly. It all coheres.
This is The Lucky Kid aka Lucky aka Samantha Plantagenet. And she would be one of the pillars tasked with saving Earth, as we know it, during one terrifying weekend in the novel Terra Firma!
As always you can always hit me up at:
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