Richard Dixon
Living outside of the grid is the goalMisery lies at the heart of control…Dancing and playing to be with my kindSmoke, fuck and joke, I’m just passing the timeCelebrations, demonstrations, debateDistorted music, my war surrogateNo Wi-Fi soupOff the gridNo more phonesNo dronesAutonomous ZoneAutonomous ZoneWhere lovers of freedom gather to laughNo heroes or icons, such values have passedSquat, grow a plot, pursue beauty insteadUnder the flag of the black and the redSpeakers at breaking point, dance on the decksLetters go feral, options of wildnessDancing and laughing, high as a kiteAnointed and animated all the nightCacophony, lovely ear-splitting noiseWith wild abandon, give freedom a voiceLiving outside of the grid is the goalMisery lies at the heart of control