None-sense Opera is what I will call it. It's not noise, not merely musical soundcapery nor just anything rushing in to fill the 4/33 gap. My selections are operant, intuitive but their sense often only dawns on me later in the twilight when I become another kind of listener. Mindful mindlessness comes to mind. Some mistakes and glitches remain to speak for the unknown necessities of being.
All these pieces were performed from Sept 9 thru 15 upon various instruments with the shifting ground of the sound stem composed of field recordings tapped this July and August (including hydrophones and VLF radio) in Czech Republic, Hungary & Romania.
Check the album titles for instrumental details.
Schizophony, geophony, biophony, phonography in a laminal swirl, geothermal, lomographical, dragging geomagnetics VLF and radio pulses into the mess that organizes (composes) itself. I cannot perform anywhere but only draw the global signage of distances together (in this virtual here and now where you, the creative listener, exist also) to symbolize the taxis of a future interplanetary
signalling cascade. If these words could mean what I'm trying to do with my work I would not need to execute this compression of files. So please take some time to give it all a listen.
