I sing. Our band is called Severin Clemence. Severin means severe or stern. Clemence means mercy or mildness. This captures the dichotomy and dynamic between my main collaborator and I. Where one has blank space, the other paints it. We have certain forces of opposition, in our personalities, ideas, and processes. And through our creative exploration into these forces of opposition the solution of our music spurred.
We come from a long line of traveling roadside entertainers, minecraft nitwits, and sexy motherfuckers. We wallow and writhe and try not to trivialize but boy do we get a profound laugh in between all of it. There’s gotta be some guy cracking jokes at the funeral and making tea for the widow. Well, here we are!!! Xoxoxoxo!!!!!!!!!!!!
“And so finally we reach the scale of intimacy, of skin, of shared heartbeats and feelings, the scale that goes from families and lovers to people together on a street corner, in a sauna, a living room or a cafe. It would seem that intimacy is irretrievably weighted down in our time, burdened with data and surveillance and seduction, crushed with the determining influence of all the other scales [global, continental, national, territorial]. But intimacy is still an unpredictable force, a space of gestation and therefore a wellspring of gesture, the biological spring from which affect drinks. Only we can traverse all the scales, becoming other along the way. From the lovers’ bed to the wild embrace of the crowd to the alien touch of networks, it may be that intimacy and its artistic expressions are what will astonish the twenty-first century.” -Brian Holmes, The Affectivist Manifesto