These “focus on women in audio production articles” are a real eye opener and give the reader a great insight into the varied roles women can pursue as a career in music. Just need to encourage more.
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TODAYS DISCOVERY – SHE SPREAD SORROW
She spread sorrow is chastity
She spread sorrow is discipline
She spread sorrow is denial
She spread sorrow is a ritual deathscape / obscure noise project run by Alice Kundalini of Deviated Sister Tv
REVIEW REBLOG – She Spread Sorrow ~ Rumspringa
This is dark and mesmeric and thanks to A Closer Listen is Todays Discovery.
The violence enacted by noise and industrial music has been, from their very inception, directed towards the body in one way or another. Shattering its insides, penetrating its skin, transgressing all of its boundaries, they are musics that draw the domination of nature to its harshest consequence — an organic pain inflicted in the key of progress. It is not, however, a sort of absolute pain (as romantic longing for nature), but one that concedes the complexity of the body-mind relationship when it states the obvious: some of us like this stuff. This kind of pleasurable harm presents a very modern revelation with which tradition prefers to be iron-fisted, in the sense that when taboos are broken there is often a disciplinary ritual process of social healing, of reintegration, but what happens when that ritual enacts even more violence upon the body it is attempting to restore? Such is…
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TODAYS DISCOVERY – THE FEMME – MYNISTIQUES
REVIEW REBLOG – The Femme-Mynistiques – Here She Comes… Live @ The Boom Room
Something a bit different for this Monday. I had been saving this review and then someone sent me an article about Women in UK Hip Hop and it all came together.
As usual many thanks to Yeah I Know It Sucks for this review.
artist: The Femme-Mynistiques
title: Here She Comes… Live @ The Boom Room
keywords: hip-hop, rap, experimental, electronica, jungle,lyrical,spoken word,poetry,tribal house,vocals, Philadelphia
reviewer: Esther Langendorf
some info from The Femme-mynistiques bandcamp account:
In January 2011, at the behest of the Plum Dragoness (founder/hostess of Poet-tree-En-Motion), the three artists (Alexa Gold, Lady Omni Mc & Plum Dragoness) decided to collaborate, performing as The Femme-mynistiques and blending their respective skills in dance, music production, theater, poetry and song into an illuminating blend of musical performance celebrating the spirit of freedom, femininity and love.
Now in Augustus 2015 we are listening to this trio’s E.P. named ‘Here She Comes… Live @ The Boom Room’ a release consisting of four tracks recorded from a live performance that is of an excellent audio quality.
When hearing the first track named ‘she walks among us’ I can’t ignore that there is ‘music and vocal wise’ something very…
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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
TODAYS DISCOVERY – FELICIA ATKINSON
INTERVIEW REBLOG – Step Right Up: La Nuit
Have followed Felicia Atkinson for a while and recommend listening to her work. Have been listening to this collaboration and suggest checking out La Nuit too.
Article and Interview courtesy to Fractured Air.
Interview with Félicia Atkinson & Peter Broderick (La Nuit).
“The words appeared to me like this, I don’t know, I like to improvise lyrics, it’s like day dreaming, you dig in your own soul and see what you can fish there.”
— Félicia Atkinson
Words: Mark Carry, Photographs: Félicia Atkinson
The music of Félicia Atkinson and Peter Broderick both surfaced to my attention around the same space in time, during 2008. John Xela’s Type imprint served the most trusted sources for independent music discoveries and two composers from the label’s roster particularly forged an indelible imprint, namely Peter Broderick and Sylvain Chauveau. ‘Float’s utterly captivating neo-classical-based compositions served a gateway into Broderick’s soaring songbook – that soon would follow with the gifted Portland musician’s ‘Home’ and ‘4-TrackSongs’ full-lengths – and across the years, any project conceived by Broderick (or shares his involvement in any way)…
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TODAYS DISCOVERY – JANA WINDEREN
Jana Winderen researches the hidden depths with the latest technology; her work reveals the complexity and strangeness of the unseen world beneath. The audio topography of the oceans and the depth of ice crevasses are brought to the surface.
Feminatronic 
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