Imagine you were the last person on earth. Imagine everyone else suddenly disappeared and you were left living solo, inhabiting a world suddenly emptied, a la I Am Legend, a la Wittgenstein’s Mistress, a la Wall-E. And now imagine that as part of your wanderings in that world, you stumbled one day upon an old radio station, and in that radio station you found an archive room, or a working computer file system, and that suddenly you had access to the full backlog …
Recent Comments