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some boring letters here - soundcloud, bandcamp and my f favorite is FACEBOOK (what a beautifull piece of code, isnt it? Love it so much. This is reminds me little story about one father. Nurse asked him - Is it your baby? Yes% answered Father - my! This is by my blood, this is by my fuck. This is my bloody fuckin son. On this words - nurse star gigling. She was really pretty, that nuerce.) And dont forget my email
Bank Robber is the name of a musical piece: a first part of a trilogy named Violations of perception.



This recording tells a story about a mysterious character, a person who had just arrived in yet another city, to commit yet another robbery.



Everybody's heard about him, but nobody knows just for how long had he been doing this, how many banks had he cleaned and how many people he'd murdered.



They call him Bank Robber. THE Bank Robber.



The Bank Robber is a fictional character – an abstract entity, an amalgam of numerous personalities, real or fictional. He's not real. He's just an image.



Meanwhile, bank robberies ARE real. They've been real since the moment the banking system itself came into existence.



There are a lot of examples of real and imagined robberies and heists: examples that had infiltrated the popular culture, art, literature and music.



Fictional bank robbers are often more sinister and mysterious than the real ones.



Actual bank robbers are often more sinister and mysterious than fictional ones.



Generally, a bank robbery entails at least one or even several murders.



People die: hostages, security guards, accomplices. Bank robber himself often dies, too.



But the heist itself, the death of a hostage – these remain, suspended in time, forever inhabiting the place.



Time passes. Actual participants die. Their descendants die. People who had authored fictional realities where bank robbers and their victims exist, die as well.



And thus, the edge between reality and a fairy tale becomes blurred.



Everything turns into myth. It is this single, all-encompassing myth of the bank robbery that fascinates me so much. It is an actual experience.



The Bank Robber – the one who steals and kills, every physical and virtual bank, every hostage, real or fictional. He's grabbing all the money and all the souls of these people, and images of people – all for himself.



The video sequence that you are about to see is generated using real and fictional images, exactly as the Bank Robber himself. Its programming code defines a pattern of tags to seek out and load various images and texts from around the web. The video itself is synchronized to the music; but visual images and texts themselves are incorporated into the piece randomly, uniquely for each user. These are grouped using tags that are spliced throughout the music timeline. These images and pieces of text exist in the real world, on the internet, because they were uploaded by real people. For various reasons. For work or for leisure, or while trying to relay their inner experiences to the others. The code collates these into our Bank Robber project. This project exists while you are watching it. Any time the code is not called upon, this video does not exist. Just as the Bank Robber does not exist. Just as anyone you don't know anything about – does not exist.

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