david byrne: playing the building

I’ve been spending a lot of time gathering new findings of intentionally unintended, random beauty from the school of experimental field recording lately. As a result, Xeni Jardin’s interview with David Byrne regarding his project, “Playing the Building” for BBTV naturally caught my attention when it wound through some friend’s sites over the past week.

Watch: Playing the Building (stills via the header)

Alhough the audio acoustics of Byrne’s Building are intentionally engineered and by definition more installation-based than field recording, the resultant environmental susceptibility certainly blurs the line between the two. Beautifully.

Straight jacked from Roy Christopher’s site, June 10th, 2008:

My favorite Talking Head, David Byrne, turns an entire old building in New York City into a giant sound machine in an installation called “Playing the Building.” Xeni Jardin takes a tour.

Under David’s manipulation, New York’s hundred-year-old Battery Maritime Building becomes a giant sound sculpture. He explains:

“Devices [have been] attached to the building’s structure — to the metal beams and pillars, the heating pipes, the water pipes — and are used to make these things produce sound. The activations are of three types: wind, vibration, striking. The devices cause the building elements to vibrate, resonate, and oscillate so that the building itself becomes a very large musical instrument.”

Read the full post at Roy’s site, soon to include the 2008 edition of his reknown, Summer Reading List.

via: Dave Allen / Roy Christopher / Xeni Jardin / David Byrne / Boing Boing

michael durham brings the noise

I originally stumbled upon Michael Durham’s Business Reply Pamphlet at WFMU’s Beware of the Blog. The link from there led to Centennial Society, Durham’s biting, and perhaps intentionally navigationally crap site. It required the work necessary to get the goods. Much like the infodesign-articulated situations in his work, where skyscraper molotovs and a 15 story xerox drops end in break room orgies, board room campfires and sprouting sunflowers in urinals.

Durham’s work charts the path of idyllic creation through joyous destruction. Ontological-anarchic propaganda that would make anyone in their right mind want to smash the state and bow-hunt squirrels in the bowels of corporate towers.

Once I actually found the work at his site, I was further amazed to find that he actually disseminated Business Reply Pamphlet just as that: his own reply to corporate culture, stuffed into random pre-paid business reply envelopes.

This wasn’t the only type of guerilla warfare Durham was engaged in. Documented onslaughts of Walgreen’s coupons, bible disclaimers, terror alert, billboard and on-shelf product alteration hacking, his Fallen Rappers Pez dispenser project (submitted to Pez with resulting communiqué). Every project surges with the same urgency that kept a Fight Club quote resounding in my head:

“Imagine, stalking elk past department store windows and stinking racks of beautiful rotting dresses and tuxedos on hangers; you’ll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life, and you’ll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. Jack and the beanstalk, you’ll climb up through the dripping forest canopy and the air will be so clean you’ll see tiny figures pounding corn and laying strips of venison to dry in the empty car pool lane of an abandoned superhighway stretching eight-lanes-wide and August-hot for a thousand miles.” —Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 16

Michael Durham is a change agent, monkey-wrenching controls on the elusive rails of Freedom.

view: Business Reply Pamphlet / Welcome to Geneva! / A Day At The Mall / Fallen Rappers
via: Centennial Society / Michael Durham / WFMU

the buddha machine: FM3’s pocket-sized, instant sound installation

I just killed the battery originally included with the Buddha Machine I bought a couple years ago at the now sadly defunct Ozone Records here in Portland. It died with a chunky, distorted shudder, which is exactly what I would expect from a device that has proven it’s ability to alter space and experience with a flip of a switch and a turn of the dial.

For those not familiar, the Buddha Machine is a 9-loop pocket sound player, cleverly disguised as something akin to a cheap plastic transistor radio. A volume dial that doubles as an on/off switch and a toggle that swaps loops make up the full set of controls for the device. There is a speaker, a headphone jack and an AC plug-in. That’s it, but that’s not all.

The buddha machine is a lot of things at once. It’s a object of pure design fetish, and a vehicle for engendering interactive creation. A novelty and an instrument, deeply meditative and childishly fun. It’s elusively simple form is intriguing at a glance and once held and explored, becomes a tool of expansively unfolding complexity and possibility.

The loops contain within are samples from performances by FM3, the experimental duo (Christiaan Virant and Zhang Jian) responsible for the buddha machine’s creation. How they ended up in a cheap, perforated plastic box is an interesting story.

It’s a pretty long story that started more than 10 years ago, when I found a similar device in a temple in southwest China. The machine in the temple had a Buddhist chant on permanent loop, and at first I thought it was just a tape player with an endless tape loop inside. But it had a really distinct digital noise. So I asked someone and they said it was a “chanting machine.” I bought two from the temple gift shop — all temples in China have gift shops that sell various Buddhist accessories — sent one to my mother and kept one. Over the years, I thought that it would be pretty cool if I was able to put my own tunes into a similar box. So about two years ago, I got serious about the idea and Zhang Jian and I set about finding a factory to produce what eventually became the FM3 Buddha Machine.
—Christiaan Virant interviewed by Marc Weidenbaum at disquiet.com

Over 50,000 units later, the lo-tech draw of the Buddha Machine remains as strong as it did when Brian Eno bought the first six. It’s been referred to as the anti-pod for good reason. Virant’s description of it being “essentially an ‘instant’ sound installation” is dead on. It’s not about playing music to be listened to, it’s about playing sounds to make music with. It’s about the immediacy of sonic exploration without mediation. Sure, the loops were created by FM3, but when they’re muffled in your backpack or blending with the drone of refrigerator din, the experience become everyone’s and no one’s at once. Delivered into unprotected instances, the loops are altered and determined by environmental factors, taking on a different tonality depending upon space it’s played in or the volume at which it’s played (the distortion and vibration from the cheap speakers becoming a part of the experience). We’re talking total ding an sich.

While a single unit has kept me intrigued, many users have taken to buying multiple units to stagger and “experience a sound experience somewhere between wallpaper and incense”, or play them side by side (buddha boxing). Another unit or two are on my list, right after a new AA battery with a reminder to record the event whenever it dies.

buddha machine loops: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09 (mp3) / wav.zip
sources: buddha machine / FM3 / $23
inter/reviews: Studio360 / disquiet / boomkat / RA
sightings: boxing / flickr
re-usage: Sun O))), Robert Henke

cornelius cardew: treatise (1963-1967)

Beyond tabs and the photo chords of Mel Bay, I’m utterly lost when it comes to reading music. This in part probably explains my fascination with Cornelius Cardew’s Treatise, the first instance of graphical music notation i’ve stumbled upon.

The concept is as beautiful as it is brilliant. Create a visual language as non-traditional musical notation to be interpreted by its preformers. Frequently repeated elements provide a foundation for consensually determined structural consistency. The result? Gestalt driven compositions that level the roles of performer and composer toward a common language of ebb, flow and torrent.

Cardew was also a founding member of The Scratch Orchestra.

Cornelius Cardew: Treatise (1-2) (mp3, 23.9MB, mediafire)
Treatise: An Animated Analysis

77BOADRUM

On 7/7/07, while most related attention was centered on Live Earth, the Boredoms were performing 77BOADRUM, as the last show of their North American tour. The event was comprised of 77 drummers on 77 full five piece, 3 cymbal drum kits arranged in a spiral pattern beneath the Brooklyn bridge. Yamataka Eye orchestrated changes from the center of the 4 Boredoms positions, spiraling out to the 74 additional drummers, 10 of whom served as second tier relays to queue the rest, culminating in a 77 person call and response percussive overload — in classic Boredoms family tradition.

The event was also a celebration of Tanabata, the Japanese star festival. Tanabata typically occurs on the 7th of July. “7 is the number when we try to express sun as sound,” says eYe. “When I look at the sun, I see number 7.”

Vice Records (who released Seadrum/House of Sun) promises “a week of programming featuring Boredoms and 77BOADRUM…” Nothing yet, but I keep checking. In the meantime there’s Pitchfork’s detailed lineup and suberb recap, a NY Times Article, the other lisa’s photos, and clips at s|b tube...

the linguistics of ice —redux

Another entry in the acoustics of frozen water thread.

This time from a recording made by researchers studying seismic activity on Ekstroem ice shelf on Antarctica’s South Atlantic coast in 2002. Christian Müller, Vera Schlindwein, Alfons Eckstaller and Heinrich Miller registered acoustic activity from a nearby iceberg that when sped up, revealed audible changes in pitch and tone.

Ekstroem Iceberg (WAV, 23.6MB)

Marc Weidenbaum of disquiet sums the discovery up nicely.

Please don’t mistake this for a figment of casual animism. The point here isn’t to attribute sentience to an iceberg; at best in that regard it’s an exercise in enthusiastic anthropomorphism. The point is to revel in the rich sonic attributes of nature, attributes that we can only appreciated thanks to the mediation of technology.

post thread via Disquiet, The music of sound and ABC.au

super natural interaction

Mocean belongs in every home. Starting with mine (please).

From the organic interfaces site:
We live in water for the first nine months of our lives. Deep within our minds, the thread that weaves the substance of our existence resonates. Being close to water, to play with it, is an innate desire.

Mocean frames a time and a space to explore our lost memory in a literal way.

more here

the linguistics of ice

Jacob Kirkegaard: Eldfjall (mp3, 23.1MB)
via TouchRadio Podcacst 12

Jacob Kirkegaard - Eldfjall Live at Observatori Festival, Valencia:
“The sounds I here perform with were recorded in two ways: with an acoustic microphone and with an accelerometer. For the acoustic recordings I used a Sanken CSS-5 which I held very closely to the tiny bubbling surface. The accelerometer was inserted approximately 4 cm into the earth and picked up a denser timbre than the acoustic microphone. As opposed to the Eldfjall CD release (where I chose to let the sounds stand by themselves), I here mixed the different sounds with each other to create a more organic sound and a narrative. I began the concert with creaking ice from different lakes in Iceland. These were also recorded with accelerometers. None of the sounds have been processed.”

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