Thursday, January 16, 2025

The Many & True Approaches, Baltic Ozones 1 & 2 and notes about process and a new poem or two on the eve of a Ceasefire

          "I felt that I had been broken /like a diamond and that nothing of light remained of me" 

                       -- Mahmoud Darwish 

 

 

  https://soundcloud.com/jeff-gburek/the-many-true-approaches

 originally I had the title as "all manner of potential approaches" -- perhaps for the album title -- then something shifted -- out of the unseen there came a suggestion of an alternative --

   Created in the field on January 14th using bespoke VLF radio receivers, Tecsun multiband radio, Baofeng transciever & Hack RF 4M keyed with Cubic SDR software which adds a special range of articulation in bandwidth. Sources are radio carrier waves, so there's instability, unpredictability into the mix, keeps the improvisation on the go. The ensemble en suite. Hopefully you are listening already.

After coming back from the work in the field at Lake Rusalka, the poem emerged and I had a sudden flash of wonder whether or not it could be the first poem ever to reference field recordings or the kind of devices I use while getting out into bringing the plasmosphere into ear-shot... here it goes...

Space weather recording
More pingy than swoop
Snow crunch in headphones
Better mind my step
Through my ears
Cupped in these containers
Muffling the nor'wester
As the falsely positive snow
Starts to tinkle as rain
On partially iced lake
Ionosphere ticks
Variable molecular clocks
In the overall ageless sky
Still lustrous grey hinged
Layers overlapping into horizon
Red branched bush
I forgot to Google lens
Also forgot y-splitter cable
So onto VLF coms reciever
One unusual squiggly beacon
Squiggly signal striate like bacon
Funny how language works
Out accidental parallels
Or simply occult coherencies
Remain objectively insignificant
And could this wind up a poem
I wonder why there are no limits
Yet, aye, the plasmosphere
Begs to differ gasseously
Exigous in patches
This caul and veil of interlacing
atoms sharing electrons like
Soldiers do cigarettes in trenches
In the old movies anyway
This crocheted vaporous array
Shielding life from cindering sun
And galactic ultra wind
A frail protective veil in effect
Reminds me my own fingers
Are beginning to numb
Holding onto these dear
Devices of sound induction
Nakedly withdrawn
Back into gloves
Packing up quickly
Trudging over frozen mud
Back to bus stop
And boom, dynamite perhaps
Road works, blast in earth
Disturbance and chainsaws
Of kurwa cursing loggers
I wish they'd assume their role
As sacred functionaries, nurses,
As executioners of the woods
And hack more solemnly
 
 
Attempting to do inner environmentalism, I guess. 
Environ-mental-ism. 
 Onward to the Baltic coast, near Koszalin -- a village area called Łazy, to be more precise, where I was able to record some relatively complex configurations of microphones on the shores on a sunny but not overly blustery day. As always, when on location, I do some radio captures, so this first compostion brings the seas and the ether waves into some equilibrium-seeking drama... Some location photos to follow and intercalate with the other track links
 
 
 

 

 
 
Quick note from my Facebook post:
 Field recordings of the Baltic coast, radio from Marine UHF, Shortwave (all recorded coastally on Dec 24/25, 2024) and synthesizer added early today during the live mix. This edition in memory of Miguel A. Garcia, who's recent passing haunts my listening at this time.
 
 

 
 
 
It finished itself quickly today. Enjoy Baltic Ozones part 2 aka Ripples
 
 
 
 
 "Shall I believe in ripples as well as the sea? --that is, the ripplehood of ripples?  Let me explain why life is but a ripple or ripples of one
unrippled and unrippleable essence"  -- Jack Kerouac


On New Year's Eve fulcrum swing I and Karolina recorded our first ever electro-noise tracks and some minimal techno miniatures that will go up as an album somewhere soon. I'll keep you posted. I will leave you, whoever has gotten this far, with Tajallih, a work I realized for no-input EQ pedal and synthesizer as a kind of sallah looking toward the ceasefire horizon in Gaza. The acrylic painting came just before by a day.  https://soundcloud.com/jeff-gburek/tajalli

 


 



 

 

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