Wild West #7. Moab. Alan Turing and the Beats.

I want my character Alan Turing in The Turing Chronicles to make friends with a woman. What if he meets up with an early electronic composer, as he has some facility in that direction thanks to his Delilah analog voice encryption project.

[Today's photos are mostly from around Moab, Utah, and particularly from the Arches National Park, although the photo above is of an aspen near the Flaming Gorge.]

They barely had the phrase electronic music in 1955. They called it musique concrète, see Wikipedia history of electronic music. Some called it acousmatic art, where that weird word means you can't see the source of the sound. They used Ampex tape recorders, sampling natural and manmade sounds (like factory noises and ship sirens and motors) collaging them, speeding them up, slowing them down, echoing and looping. Sometimes playing a tape track with live instruments.

I've been reading the cool book of interviews, Pink Noises for inspiration. One woman in there, Annea Lockwood, taped a burning piano, the mike wrapped in asbestos. And she went the length of the Danube, taping it's various sounds.

[Coming into Moab in driving rain. High plains drifters.]

Burroughs himself was really into tape recordings for a time, come to think of it. Edgard Varèse and Karlheinz Stockhausen were active in the late 40s and early 50s. They had the idea of synthesizing music via electronically produced signals. In the U.S., John Cage was involved with the Music for Magnetic Tape Project. Turing's friend Christopher Strachey wrote a music program for a computer based on an early Manchester computer.

[Earlier: long portico shadow at Yosemite Lake Hotel.]

My fictional character named Judy Green is the woman composer. I'm thinking she's gay, and Turing, who sometimes skug-shapeshifts into a woman named Abby, is pursued by her. The "imitation game" to the second power.

I see Alan Turing (mostly shapeshifted into a simulacrum of William Burroughs, but sometimes looking like Abby) driving from Palm Beach to SF with someone like Neal Cassady. Certainly Neal himself could fit into the story, given that we have Burroughs already. But I feel some uneasiness about writing about Neal. It might be gauche, derivative, dull. I don't want to come across as a Beat fanboy. It would be better to invent my own madman. Make it fresher. Yes, I enjoyed writing the Burroughs chapter, "Tangier Routines," and Burroughs might even come back. But that doesn't mean I have to put in pop-up cameos for every single Beat.

[Gotta love those "hoodoo" formations.]

So okay, the cross-country driver isn't Neal. I recall the name of a character who was just about to make an entrance when I broke off work on a never-finished novel in, I think, 1982. I think his name was Vassar Fogarty. Vassar could be Alan's driver instead of Neal. A (fictional) lesser-known friend of Burroughs's.

And Vassar could be into some soul-sleeping jive along the lines of Neal's Edgar Cayce stuff. Only it's sort of true, and Alan is picking up telepathic or chthonic vibes.

Maybe Turing doesn't like Vassar at first. Vassar's a bumptious blue-collar stoner, and it seems like Alan would have to be sexually attracted to him. But at a personal level, Turing dislikes him initially. He's won over into some intricate mind analysis game. Maybe Vassar gets Turing to be stealing gas and food. And Judy is making music out of it. And using her tape recorder to rob people.

[Pure Wile E. Coyote territory.]

While in Abby form, Alan tells Judy that his friend is getting a ride to SF with another friend, Vassar Fogarty, and Abby can ride along. When Judy gets in the car, it's just Alan and Vassar, and she's uneasy. Vassar wants to have sex with Judy and she's putting him off. Alan calms Judy, and at the edge of town he shapeshifts into Abby. Vassar is impressed. Suppose they go for a sexual three-way that night or the next. Alan/Abby is happy to be getting Vassar's embraces, and Judy's happy to be making it with Abby as well.

It might be interesting, after they get to San Francisco, to have Alan use skug power to swap genitalia with Judy Green. The couple would be a metaphor for a certain kind of man-woman pair. "She wears the pants." Oh, I don't think I'll do that, the readers might not like it. And Alan wants men, not women. He'll get a real boyfriend.

[Ambient gnarl.]

Re. Alan's boyfriend in SF, I figure he's not Allen Ginsberg, for the same reasons why I don't want to use Neal Cassady as a character. But the boyfriend is, I think, an experimental film maker along the lines of