I can understand the feeling... I love his serialist poetry, the way he parcels down language to atoms, but I’m talking books here. Something like Décade feels like a unnerving thriller from the point of view of the all-seeing algorithms ad-tracking the characters, too zoomed in to paint a human-scale picture of the drama. But I’m in the mood to listen to it, as a music album and not a performance about data trails, about once a year.
(I’m doubt I’m in the majority thinking best Noto is the hanged-mobile orbits of Aleph 1).