The Madame Psychosis show (p. 190)
There’s not any real forwardness to it. You don’t sense it’s straining to get anywhere. The thing it makes you see as she reads is something heavy swinging slowly at the end of a long rope.
Context
The cued music under the U.H.I.D. litany, as heard across the river: a pendulum with no clock attached — time's beat with the forwardness removed, the sonic version of the numberless No-Time disk back in the studio. (Her own sound-check line an hour earlier: "He liked that sort of dreamy, dreaming music that had the rhythm of long things swinging," p. 183.)