What, me worry?
Since I last was adding shows in earnest, I've moved, changed jobs, and begun raising a child. I think I shall have time once a week to add the remaining shows here, roughly paralleling their original broadcast dates so that Halloween and Christmas shows still to come will appear around the proper time in the upcoming months. Famous last words, of course. Fingers crossed...
Love,
Ian F-R
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Ten Minute Bursts (#129)
Source file found here. Originally broadcast on this day 16 years ago(!), October 8th, 1998.
I can only faintly remember the idea for this show--to parcel out the show into 10-minute chunks, trying to cut ourselves off in mid-stride once the timer goes off, to keep from getting stuck into long periods of repetition. Without minutely analyzing the recording to see if that worked, this show doesn't stand out from others that I've heard in any dramatic way. The same tropes and tactics seem to be in effect here: digital FX, forced hypnotic loops, vinyl record manipulation, and non-sequitur text-and-background arrangements.
If anything, the overall show seems less violently disruptive of its own grooves--it gets into a new track and digs on it for a bit, then moves to a different one and tries that for a bit. There are some really great textural sections here, from sharp, cutting distortion to soft, crackly prickles like an aural wool sweater. Recognized sources: Star Wars OST, Led Zep, OOIOO, Melt Banana, Medicine, NIN.
I can only faintly remember the idea for this show--to parcel out the show into 10-minute chunks, trying to cut ourselves off in mid-stride once the timer goes off, to keep from getting stuck into long periods of repetition. Without minutely analyzing the recording to see if that worked, this show doesn't stand out from others that I've heard in any dramatic way. The same tropes and tactics seem to be in effect here: digital FX, forced hypnotic loops, vinyl record manipulation, and non-sequitur text-and-background arrangements.
If anything, the overall show seems less violently disruptive of its own grooves--it gets into a new track and digs on it for a bit, then moves to a different one and tries that for a bit. There are some really great textural sections here, from sharp, cutting distortion to soft, crackly prickles like an aural wool sweater. Recognized sources: Star Wars OST, Led Zep, OOIOO, Melt Banana, Medicine, NIN.
- Continuous Sandpeople
- Rubbery-go-round
- "Die yr roots"
- Short-circuiting telegraph
- Tap tap tap--whatisit?
- Communication freakout
- Electrified chicken coop
- Metaphysical tagalongs
- Train trestle becomes fast drums
- Funky break, falling horns
- Resonant whisper
- Wolf-the-frank
- Thrum pulse sunrise
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Buffer (#128)
Source file found here. Originally broadcast on October 1st, 1998.
"Buffer" because the number 128 reminded me of old computer systems? An aural dumping ground, the shows built up around whatever got picked up, following patterns and relationships not discernible to the distant listener. Some pieces are wholly random and unrelated, lying clumsily against each other like discarded cutouts and leftovers. This could be some run-up-to-Halloween material resting awkwardly between editing experiments, random loops, and effects overloading. Tape manipulations, reversals, and forced-skipping records figure largely in this episode.
"Buffer" because the number 128 reminded me of old computer systems? An aural dumping ground, the shows built up around whatever got picked up, following patterns and relationships not discernible to the distant listener. Some pieces are wholly random and unrelated, lying clumsily against each other like discarded cutouts and leftovers. This could be some run-up-to-Halloween material resting awkwardly between editing experiments, random loops, and effects overloading. Tape manipulations, reversals, and forced-skipping records figure largely in this episode.
- Water drips on piano keys
- Pressure release valve
- Mob scene, Haunted Village, 1952
- Hot cats and wobbly bolero
- Lecture and gunfire in drainpipe
- Yule fawn
- DO NOT CONCERN YOURSELF
- Atari Teenage Blabbermouth
- Jody is losing reality
- Self-destroying suspicion
- Windy city loop
- Out-of-range 80s electro
- Windchimes & PVC bass
Labels:
fear,
fx,
loops,
no theme,
reel-to-reel,
soundtrack,
techniques
Thursday, November 29, 2012
No Theme (#127)
Source found here. Originally broadcast on September 24, 1998.
I just found an old flyer for a house party that happened two days after this show was originally broadcast. It claims a start time of "about 10 P.M." Knowing laughs all around from the aging peanut gallery.
This show is another improvisation without a net. I like improvisation, and this one is Zen-like in its minimalism. It might have been well used in another show, laid gently on top of another minimal doodle, and then again with another layer, until the combined time-shifted meditations created a rich, loamy, compost of Zen-like waves of aimless sound-drawings.
I just found an old flyer for a house party that happened two days after this show was originally broadcast. It claims a start time of "about 10 P.M." Knowing laughs all around from the aging peanut gallery.
This show is another improvisation without a net. I like improvisation, and this one is Zen-like in its minimalism. It might have been well used in another show, laid gently on top of another minimal doodle, and then again with another layer, until the combined time-shifted meditations created a rich, loamy, compost of Zen-like waves of aimless sound-drawings.
- Thwipping fade out
- Ovalesque dreamtime
- Little person on really high stilts
- Shimmy shimmy down
- Strumming in traffic
- The Perhaps Shuffle
- Weepy thin violin-tone
- All your accordion are belong to us
- Disruptive, insistent guitar
- Enjoy shildriln!
- Spritzbeat and Real Satan
- Schpritschbeat and shlurr
- Terminal amoebae
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Trickle-down Publishing
I have not pushed shows out with frequency lately, but there are only a handful left to share with you, honestly. Jason has magnificently done 99.9% of the tape conversion work to be done, and I have been reviewing shows even more slowly since my work life came back this summer.
Bear with me, and you will be rewarded with more Ouija, more Halloween, more cinema, more Christmas, and a phone call from the Mojave Desert. Cheers and thanks for tuning in.
Bear with me, and you will be rewarded with more Ouija, more Halloween, more cinema, more Christmas, and a phone call from the Mojave Desert. Cheers and thanks for tuning in.
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