THEREMIN ECLECTICISM – Part 1
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PIONEERS OF ELECTRONIC MUSIC – CLARA ROCKMORE
Having a focus on the Theremin on all platforms this week so I am reposting some old and new posts this weekend starting with this –
Rockmore was without peer as a performer in the early decades of the instrument’s use. While many listeners have heard the theremin played poorly or used mostly as a spooky special-effects device, Rockmore used it to perform classical works. Under her control, the theremin sounded like a blend of the cello, violin and human voice.
THE NADIA REISENBERG AND CLARA ROCKMORE FOUNDATION
TODAYS DISCOVERY – AMY_ciN
REVIEW REBLOG – Green Shadow – green shadow sings the songs of green shadow
Elizabeth Veldon is an artist that Feminatronic has followed from the early days of the site but for some reason this review passed me by. Now is the time to make amends.
Artist: Green Shadow
title: green shadow sings the songs of green shadow
keywords: experimental, avant-garde,electronic, noise, United Kingdom
Green Shadow sings the ‘all noise is silence’ song, which covers exactly what the title suggests, minus perhaps the singing. Or perhaps it is indeed sung, but just through unconventional ways. In any way the ‘all noise is silence song’ does deliver enough noise to become silent again. It’s a fascinating theory, and if you (like me) had strolled through the popular harsh noise wall memes on a certain social platform, you might even have seen visual proof of an extreme version of this conceptual thought and experiment.
Someone took a HNW track, placed it in an audio editor and enlarged the volume up, and up until only visual silence was left. This is a good example of a victorious miracle that is of a ‘try it yourself at home’ kind…
But…
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TODAYS DISCOVERY – SUSAN MATTHEWS
I have previously highlighted Susan Matthews’ music, namely Shadow Wraiths and because it is hauntingly lovely I am reposting it together with the newest release.
REVIEW REBLOG – Susan Matthews – SirenWire69
Finally reblogging this review and making Sarah Matthews , Todays Discovery.
Courtesy to Yeah I Know it Sucks for the review.
Artist: Susan Matthews
title: SirenWire69
keywords: ambient, classical, experimental, other, avant-garde, industrial, United Kingdom
The first track ‘Hegemony’ comes in like a thrilling piece in which a possessed typewriter types by itself to create a panicky disturbing horror story. This kind of audio story is quite unique; the story telling, the chapters and the thrilling end certainly speaks to the imagination; turning the sounds in a short exciting movie that goes in the ears to create a unforgettable disturbing scene in the visual parts of the brain.
Botanical Rite no.1′ brings the sound of a piano that drops like a muffled memory; slowly and politely in a soft Lo-fi layer of pleasant dust. The sounds of a pleasant noise switches it’s place and confirms that both sound entities are pretty much the sane, even though them being different.
With ‘Bruised Letter’ we can hear a bruised letter being spoken out…
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SOUNDCLOUD SPOTLIGHT – SARAH ANGLISS
Continuing with the theme of poetry in sound this weeks Soundcloud playlist includes tracks that use text, voice and electronics –
SUNDAY MIX – MEMORIES
This month the Sunday Mix is based loosely on the idea of memories and the feeling that can occur of otherworldliness and a kind of a journey that you take, when a memory strikes.
The music reflects that feeling…
I remember
The crackle of the palm trees
Over the mooned white roofs of the town…
The shining town…
And the tender fumbling of the surf
On the sulphur-yellow beaches
As we sat…a little apart…in the close-pressing night.
The moon hung above us like a golden mango,
And the moist air clung to our faces,
Warm and fragrant as the open mouth of a child
And we watched the out-flung sea
Rolling to the purple edge of the world,
Yet ever back upon itself…
As we…
Inadequate night…
And mooned white memory
Of a tropic sea…
How softly it comes up
Like an ungathered lily.
A Memory – Lola Ridge (1873 – 1941)
And I gave myself to the poem.
And the poem gave to me.
And I gave myself to the sky.
And the sky gave to me.
And I gave myself to the wind.
And the wind took what I gave
and passed it to the sky.
And I gave myself to women.
And women gave to me.
And I gave myself to the wound.
And the wound gave to me.
And I gave myself to hope.
And hope took what I gave
and passed it to the wound.
And I gave myself to wine.
And wine gave to me.
And I gave myself to candlelight.
And candlelight gave to me.
And I gave myself to memory.
And memory took what I gave
and passed it to candlelight.
And I gave myself to music.
And music gave to me.
And I gave myself to the tree.
And the tree gave to me.
And I gave myself to change.
And change took what I gave
and passed it to the tree.
And I gave myself to silence.
And silence gave to me.
And I gave myself to light.
And light gave to me.
And I gave myself to night.
And night took what I gave
and passed it to the stars.
In Vino Veritas – Howard Altmann (2013)
But with the sentence: “Use your failures for paper.” Meaning, I understood, the backs of failed poems, but also my life. Whose far side I begin now to enter— A book imprinted without seeming season, each blank day bearing on its reverse, in random order, the mad-set type of another. December 12, 1960. April 4, 1981. 13th of August, 1974— Certain words bleed through to the unwritten pages. To call this memory offers no solace. “Even in sleep, the heavy millstones turning.” I do not know where the words come from, what the millstones, where the turning may lead. I, a woman forty-five, beginning to gray at the temples, putting pages of ruined paper into a basket, pulling them out again.
Waking the Morning Dreamless Long Sleep – Jane Hirshfield (1953)
Poetry courtesy of Academy of American Poets
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