• Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Cultural Engineer

  • Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Sole Founder - COUM Transmissions

  • Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Founder - Temple ov Psychic Youth T.O.P.Y.

  • Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Other half ov Lady Jaye Breyer P-Orridge

  • Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Co-Creator ov Pandrogeny ... a third being

  • Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Singer, Lyricist ov Psychic TV, Thee Majesty and Throbbing Gristle

  • Genesis Breyer P-Orridge
    Genesis Breyer P-Orridge

    Co-conceiver, co-namer of Industrial Music

Latest Additions to Musings

BREAKING SEX

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Genesis Breyer P-Orridge and Lady Jaye Breyer P-Orridge Excerpts from a dialogue with Dominic Johnson It seems useful to us, in our practice, to adopt the assumption that there is no way of knowing which has supremacy, the recording device that is...

Paper Magazine

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What do you write about someone who has seen and done it all, been through hell and back, currently lives between heaven and hell, and has become an absolute legend in their lifetime? This is the challenge of profiling the prolific and transcendent Genesis...

Extract from “THEE ONLY LANGUAGE IS LIGHT”

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Not long after this, Alaura and E scraped together coum money and coumissioned a close friend and individual John Gosling to build us a Dreamachine large enough to be used by several TOPI individuals and allies simultaneously, and robust enough to...

TRANSMEDIA EXILES

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Genesis P. Orridge, forty three year old pandrogyne has shocked his way from the ‘60s to the ‘90s with the motto, ‘when in doubt, be ex-dream.’ Arch-anarchist and prime-time prankster, he first gained public notoriety at the infamous ‘Prostitution’ exhibition at the...

Since 1969 I have lived as a self-employed Cultural Engineer creating challenging works via music ( with Monte Cazazza I named my group, Throbbing Gristle’s music “INDUSTRIAL MUSIC” in 1975, a term which has gone global and lasted ever since); literature and poetry, Performance Art and Fine Art exhibitions.

Since Lady Jaye “dropped her body” in 2007 there has been no need for me to relax or rest. In fact I work as much as possible to stop myself brooding over my grief. 

So for me, a Sunday is just another day. My philosophy has always been to live each day as if it might be your last, and your entire life will be judged on that day. 

Still, even though I am liberated from traditional Sunday’s, Sunday lunch, Church, Sports on TV, we see it useful to change our routines on one day. As Sundays are less frantic in the social world we inhabit we accept the lull in energy and try to do things designed for my mental and physical health.

I always stay in my bed, under a wolf skin bedspread and read a book from my extensive library on the 1960’s, alternative shamanic cultures and anthropology, OR as a special treat an “airport novel”, preferably action adventures ( my current favourite is Clive Cussler!). The members of my band Psychic TV are always amazed how many books I devour on tour.

My big treat is Skype. My two daughters, Caresse P-Orridge Balapazari and Genesse P-Orridge both live thousands of miles away in California and skyping with them is more like being actually together. Of all new technology Skype is my favorite. We catch up on family news and just wallow in seeing each other as we talk. I also try to skype Hazel Hill McCarthy 3rd who designed my most recent book “Thee Psychick Bible” ( Feral House Publishing). She has become a vital part of my team. I see all the people I work with as my extended family and treasure how close we all are.

When I can I babysit my friend Jame’s Cocker Spaniel “Sydney”. Since my own beloved dog “BigBoy” died of cancer 3 years ago I have missed the unconditional love and fun of a dog.

Around 2pm I will cook myself a simple snack. 

Now my Personal Assistant, Haley, comes over and we discuss the next weeks schedule, then, usually sipping “mimosas” revisit all our current projects, what needs to be planned, what resources we need etc. 

But we also just gossip and reminisce. Haley is a ball of bright positive energy and totally efficient, her contribution to the happiness in my life is precious. Over any week my worksurface, which stretches down one whole wall of my apartment ends up a chaos of papers, collages, notes and art materials. So Sunday is tidying the “desks” day and Haley is brilliant at organizing thank goodness.   Often her boyfriend Nathan will come over later, he too occasionally acts as an Assistant, he is amazing with computers, which for me remain a mystery.

Once they’ve gone we usually watch something on Nettflix. Answer emails ( I get around 1000 a week) work on my current book “Volume One of the Collected Poems and Lyrics” for Heartworm Press. I usually only eat one small meal a day with tiny snacks since I became diabetic last year.

Around midnight to 1am I go to the Co-Op gym and walk on the treadmill for an our, then do some weights. 

Before going to bed I stand in front of my favorite photo of Lady Jaye and talk to her, ask her for guidance and help, then I gently meditate on how blessed we were to have 14 years together in this material plane. As a practicing insomniac I try to tire myself out, but, unfortunately it seems, no matter what, I end up awake until 6am to 7am every night. I fill in that time writing my journal (I have kept journals since 1961) and reading some more until I fall asleep sitting up. 

People imagine that traveling the world in a psychedelic rock band for decades and all the other things I create must mean I have a wild and weird life, but in fact, it’s brutal being on the road so when I control my space and my day, I crave and create peace. In fact I almost never play music at home! Too much of a busman’s holiday.

Suddenly, after 3 to 4 hours sleep, my alarm clock shaped like a chicken with a guitar, goes off saying “Hey! Yeah! Come on baby wake up! Come and dance with me!” And we start over, reading, writing, making art and music on yet another day we may as well call Sunday.

 

 

Genesis Breyer P-Orridge    NYC March 2012.