Showing posts with label sound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sound. Show all posts
Sunday, 30 August 2020
Monday, 3 February 2020
ROOT
Improvised spoken word and percussion. 18 June 2016, Middlesex University, London.
The scraping that can be heard at the beginning is a the head of a rusted pick-axe that I attached to my ankle with string, so I had to drag it behind me as I moved. The stage was bare, except for a dais on which there was a tight spotlight. Sitting on the dais was a stool on which was a mural crown made out of brown paper. At the end of the piece, I picked up the crown and raised it above my head, then the lights went down. For a large part of the performance I was behind the audience, who were seated looking towards the stage.
Labels:
lyric,
music,
practice-as-research,
ruckenfigur,
sound,
spoken word
Monday, 28 October 2019
Sunday, 25 June 2017
POO-TEE-WEET AT THE ASC GALLERY
Homage to K Vonnegut.
So it goes.
Poo tee weet by Robin Bale, Electric Spectra, Domain of Sensible Knowledge, ASC Gallery 1/6/17. from Nicola Woodham on Vimeo.
Tuesday, 20 June 2017
Monday, 26 October 2015
POD ACADEMY
| The Bike Cemetery in Winter 2012 |
My podcast, Return to the Bike Cemetery, is now available on www.podacademy.org
there's some other very good stuff on there too, including a talk from a historian of smell, an ethnomusicological discussion of the music of the BayAka people, and a discussion of manifestations of economic thought in cultural products. It's a very pleasingly heterogenous collection.
My piece is the first in a projected series of three programmes that will take different levels of interpretation (or degrees of generality) and angles towards the Bike Cemetery. They will all be equally preoccupied with sound, though; how it can evoke a space, or series of them, how it can internally dislocate a space (especially when broadcast to somewhere else), and its temporality - that is, its passing, which is of course the precondition of its stubborn or uncanny return (say, in the use of delay).
A rough outline might go: Bike Cemetery - empty space (as in Claude Lefort's image) - sovereignty of subject (bourgeois liberal democratic) - sovereignty (as in Karl Schmitt's version of decision) - exception and example, and the spatial relationship that both categories necessitate - Bike Cemetery - waste ground - "waste" in terms of time - metaphors of "natural" growth/accumulation - the responsibilized subject - "unnatural" growth/stasis - the welfare state and its characterisation by the likes of Charles Murray - "addiction" as trope, to benefits or (for the state) to debt - addiction as perpetual return (to same place) therefore antithesis of neoliberal models of growth or statehood - the stuttering, repetitive inscriptions at the Bike Cemetery.
I realise that the outline just given might seem confused, fragmentary and a bit dry, but I am going to do my best to make it a coherent trip through some contemporary obsessions. I think that the audio essay form can do this well.
Labels:
bikecem,
sound,
spoken word,
the good citizen,
the neighbour,
wolf vanish
Sunday, 9 August 2015
Sunday, 5 October 2014
CONTACT MIC DANCE
Contact mic put through Korg Monotron Delay. Field recordings.
This will hopefully be developed as a dance piece - the dancer, (possibly me) will have the mic attached to the side of their shoe. The score will be generated by the sound of their movements, and future movements predicated on the delay; so a feedback loop, basically. The Korg has the huge advantage, quite apart from the delay unit being great (its got a filter too), it is tiny and very light. This means that it can be worn and the delay time, feedback etc manipulated by the dancer live.
FUCK! ...IT'S A SPHINX!
Myself and the Bike Cemetery Big Band from the other year, performing the Sphinx Song. Bad news, those Sphinxes.
Labels:
invocation,
ranting,
sound,
Sphinx,
the good citizen
Monday, 18 August 2014
Sunday, 13 July 2014
SOUTHWARK...SEARCHING FOR THE WORKHOUSE
A night
drift around Southwark, digging for lost bones and shoes on the beach,
paying respects to the unconsecrated dead, piecing together the syntax
of lost streets
Thunder tube feedback machine and synthesiser
Thunder tube feedback machine and synthesiser
Friday, 17 January 2014
Kkkaaa
New vocal piece here:
An homage to the speech patterns of the place I grew up in. Glottals like hawking up phlegm or a kick in the balls, vowels like swinging on a rusty gate and consonants like ravens.
An homage to the speech patterns of the place I grew up in. Glottals like hawking up phlegm or a kick in the balls, vowels like swinging on a rusty gate and consonants like ravens.
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
SAINT JAMES' INFIRMARY
Shortened version of this track - a rough mix, too, which will be sorted. The full extravaganza (featuring the Bike Cemetery Brass) will be posted in the fullness of time.
The song itself will be familiar to most. I have adapted some of the words, which are the result in any case of many interpolations and accretions over the song's long history.
I realise that the vocal in the spoken section is unclear (which will be fixed shortly with some judicious compression) so here's what I am saying:
Obviously, the best ever version - for both its sound and the morbid-hallucinatory visuals, is this one. Sorry about the ad at the beginning.
The song itself will be familiar to most. I have adapted some of the words, which are the result in any case of many interpolations and accretions over the song's long history.
I realise that the vocal in the spoken section is unclear (which will be fixed shortly with some judicious compression) so here's what I am saying:
Can't miss it, mate
-Just a step up the road, through the freshly privatised out-patients' clinic
without walls, the result of a recent merger with the debtors' prison. Cemetery
gates on the left, 24 hour offy on the right, and all the bright new shining glass, playschool clad,
buy to let cash-farms gleaming like an advert for the transparency and self presence of the
well-lived life. It's just there - yeah, next to those hoardings displaying
gym-zombies with bodies like well sculpted CVs and posters exhorting
responsible citizens to do something wild and life-affirming - go shopping. There's pictures of them
gurning like giro day. It's a small door.
There's a buzzer.
If they ask, say I
sent you
Obviously, the best ever version - for both its sound and the morbid-hallucinatory visuals, is this one. Sorry about the ad at the beginning.
Friday, 20 September 2013
Tuesday, 4 June 2013
FIRST TRACK ON BANDCAMP
My first track on bandcamp. It's by no means perfect, in terms of recording or execution (improvised in my front room) I've cleaned up the recording a bit, though not enough. There may be a remix in the pipeline, I've got a lot of fragments of similar ideas that may or may not fit - we'll see.
Thursday, 12 July 2012
CLOSE PROTECTION - PERFORMANCE WITH NICOLA WOODHAM
Performance with Nicola Woodham at "Bunker Mentality", a show in a WWII bunker in Dalston. Niki created and manipulated live video loops from the "Benefit Busters" series. I did my usual, with the addition of guitar, and a miked-up shaman stick.
Close Protection: performance documentation from Nicola Woodham on Vimeo.
Close Protection: performance documentation from Nicola Woodham on Vimeo.
Tuesday, 10 July 2012
ABJECT BLOC - WOLF VANISH
So just did the Abject Bloc show. Think that it went well. It did from my perspective anyway - layers of (fake, digital) tape delay and relatively well mixed drums. Ended up on London Bridge, drinking some cans from the offy and looking at the lights of the city (olympic logos aplenty) smearing across the currents whilst the local constabulary hassled (black) drivers who were crossing the water there. Documentation of show - strikes me just now, the parallel of presenting one's documentation - will be here by tomorrow or something.
TONIGHT ON ABJECT BLOC SHOW, RESONANCE FM
I will be doing a live set on resonance fm tonight on the Abject Bloc show, between 10:30 and 11:30 pm. Link to stream here. It will be the first public manifestation of the Ghosts and Weather material.
Friday, 10 February 2012
Friday, 28 October 2011
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