"if something is to happen you have to come unprepared, unarmed; but you don’t come with nothing. you’ve got to bring something that adorns you even if it doesn’t arm you. just a very small phrase, the noise of a small phrase if it is one, just the spirit of some phrasing, the soft racket of a small accompaniment. you’ve got to be adorned with the smallest augmentation."

fred moten, riffing on derrida, in the break: the aesthetics of the black radical tradition (via lowendtheory)