TODAYS DISCOVERY – APHIR

APHIR

Todays Discovery is slightly different, in that this is a premiere of a new track by the artist, Aphir. She first came to my notice via the Oneiric Escapism Vol 1 release  from A Lonely Ghost Burning, where her track Delta is the opener. You can find out more about Aphirs’ releases on her Bandcamp site.

Aphir  has written a short accompanying release statement that explains her methods and the background story to the track –

” Tanabata grew out of a tiny poem I wrote while I was working on my first album, Holodreem. At the time I didn’t know how to expand on it but when I started working on my next release, I remembered and sat down with it and all of a sudden it was a full song. 

The song owes its name to the Japanese festival of Tanabata, and more specifically to a story that I was told in Japanese class when I was a little kid that follows the relationship between the goddess Tanabata and a farmer called Mikeran. I must have only been 7 or 8 years old when I first heard the story but this one part has stuck with me ever since.

Tanabata’s father is angry that his daughter is in love with this mere mortal, so he forces Mikeran to watch over a melon field for three days and nights without touching the melons. Of course Mikeran caves in and takes a melon thinking to quench his thirst. But the melon cracks open and out spills an enormous river, separating Mikeran from Tanabata. It’s pretty much the perfect allegory for the way our weaknesses can separate us from the people we love.    

Regarding the production of the track, last year I worked on a project with some beatmakers who were really adept at turning vocal samples into synthesizers in Ableton and it was an inspiring experience. I’ve wanted to experiment with this technique for ages, and this track gave me ample opportunity. I wanted this song to have more energy than any work I’ve done before now while still feeling coherent with the previous electronic choral work I’ve done for Aphir. I’ve included some FM synths and drums but, other than these elements, Tanabata is all vocals. 

Even though I engineered and produced this track myself, it feels very collaborative because the artwork that Simone Thompson made for it fits with it so perfectly. Tanabata was inspired in part by her recent short film, Warrior, and I love her digital artwork, so it made sense to work with her to create a visual face for the music. 

SIMONE THOMPSON - PHOTOGRAPHY AND ART

TANABATA FESTIVAL

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oNE mAN nATION

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Sound and AffectMarginalized bodies produce marginalized sounds to communicate things that escape language. The queer body is the site of sounds that engage pleasure, repression, rage, isolation, always somehow outside of dominant language. Sound Studies tells us that we should trust our ears as much as our eyes, justifying our trust in sound, and of the resonating body. Affect Theory goes further, saying that all senses play into a body that processes input through levels of response, experience, and anticipation. Affect is the vibrational space that is both bodily memory and anticipation. So where do sound and affect meet in queer bodies? How do marginalized peoples use sound and the body to express liberation, objectification, joy, and struggle?

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The album art for p0stm0dern p0stm0rtem is probably perfect for this, an image of the artist wearing a pair of comically oversized shades. It is, otherwise and even in that regard nearly completely detached from any symbolic reference that I could deduce to the album in question. If you're asking, what could it all mean?.. nada. No, I am fully convinced that there is not a shred of tangible evidence here to suggest that this image has any conceptual relevance to... wait... upon closer inspection, I've discovered that the sunglasses are a faint yellow color and that a screen of some kind is being reflected, mirrored by the surface of the glasses, and... yeah, I guess I've still got nothing. Nevermind, I feel like I've just wasted a lot of your time. I apologize for the useless tangent. The album art for p0stm0dern p0stm0rtem is an image of the artist wearing a pair of comically oversized shades. It is, otherwise and even in that regard completely detached from any symbolic reference that I could deduce to the album in question. If you’re asking, what could it all mean?.. nada. No, I am fully convinced that there is not a shred of tangible evidence here to suggest that this image has any conceptual relevance to… wait… upon closer inspection, I’ve discovered that the sunglasses are a faint yellow color and that a screen of some kind is being reflected, mirrored by the surface of the glasses, and the image is all pixelated, and… yeah, I guess I’ve still got nothing. Nevermind. Wow, I feel like I’ve just wasted a lot of your time. I apologize for the useless tangent. Next time, I swear we’ll find something post-modern about an…

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I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,–
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings–
I know why the caged bird sings!

Sympathy – Paul Lawrence Dunbar (1872 – 1906)

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

Hope is the Thing with Feathers – Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)

When April bends above me
And finds me fast asleep,
Dust need not keep the secret
A live heart died to keep.

When April tells the thrushes,
The meadow-larks will know,
And pipe the three words lightly
To all the winds that blow.

Above his roof the swallows,
In notes like far-blown rain,
Will tell the little sparrow
Beside his window-pane.

O sparrow, little sparrow,
When I am fast asleep,
Then tell my love the secret
That I have died to keep

I Love You – Sara Teasdale (1884 – 1933)

Do you ask what the birds say? The Sparrow, the Dove,
The Linnet and Thrush say, “I love and I love!”
In the winter they’re silent—the wind is so strong;
What it says, I don’t know, but it sings a loud song.
But green leaves, and blossoms, and sunny warm weather,
And singing, and loving—all come back together.
But the Lark is so brimful of gladness and love,
The green fields below him, the blue sky above,
That he sings, and he sings; and for ever sings he—
“I love my Love, and my Love loves me!”

Answer to a Child’s Question – Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772 – 1884) 

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