This is a five-part "anti-epic" poem on the culture of architecture - its tribes and inventions, the spectacular and vernacular, and the processes through which names and movements are secured, erased, forgotten and manipulated.

Roger Connah presents a wry reflection on the fickle but exciting role that language, semantics, and philosophy have played this century in relation to architecture. This is a five-part "anti-epic" poem on the culture of architecture - its tribes and inventions, the spectacular and vernacular, and the processes through which names and movements are secured, erased, forgotten and manipulated. Using various styles and poetic approaches mimetic of the adventures, swerves, and hijacks of langauge and philosophy in architecture, Connah takes us eventually to the Hotel Architecture itself, where the reader witnesses a New Year's Eve symposium on December 31, 1999 that is carnivalesque. As we wander through the foyer to the Digital Lounge, where the DITTO conference is taking place, we hear some guests raising their glasses to Gin and Tectonica, others saying good-bye to the rhetoric of the last century, whiel other still cling to literary theory and philosophical thinnes. Following the midnight hour, the crews finally arrive to clean up the mess left over from the architecture wars of the 20th century.