I have been listening to a recording of “This Is How We Walk on the Moon” from Arthur Russell’s posthumous 1994 album. It loops over and over again, both in the actual track as well as for the repeat plays I allow it.
Last night I watched a documentary on Arthur Russell at Melbourne’s Rooftop Cinema on Swanston St. An American cellist, composer, singer, and known for his influential disco tracks, Russell was in the Beat Generation’s Allen Ginsberg and collaborated with minimalist Philip Glass.
Dying of AIDS in 1992, his music only now finds wider success outside the small circles which he had made a mark on during his life. It is a sweet and twisted mockery of existence when your work finds an audience after you have passed away.
Featuring interviews and rare footage, this film is tribute to an overlooked brilliance.