I contributed an article to the new issue of queer film journal Dirty Looks on Portia Manson/Gene Barnes, who produced six issues of the erotic queer zine Hippie Dick! in the early 90s, made experimental films like Mercury Rising, and died at the age of 31 in 1995 from AIDS-related meningitis. He was the subject of the tribute song R.I.P. by Bikini Kill. (Gene had attended Evergreen College at the time of the nascence of the riot grrrl movement.) [more inside]
Sarasota Half in Dream is a feature-length Surrealist documentary about dead turtles, crab swarms, decaying resorts, and microscopic histories. Streaming online for free. [more inside]
I've just released a full-length album with the label Usonian Records, digitally and on limited edition 12" vinyl. Here's what they have to say: "To our ears, Hieratic Teen sounds something like the record you'd get if you locked someone in a boiler room for 10 years with only My Bloody Valentine's Loveless to listen to, then let them out, gave them an assortment of synthesizers, and told them to score Logan's Run. But far from being a purely aesthetic exercise, within the fuzzy, sonic beauty of the record's half-broken, warbling synth melodies, distortions, hissing, and undulating, analog depths; an unmistakable human feeling is being communicated. And it keeps pulling us back in." [more inside]
I have released a new album centered around my favourite sounds presented as dense sound fields. The results range from ambient to noise to abstract, with source material like field recordings, noise, and classical music. [more inside]
Fellow MeFite mintcake! and I are trying out an experiment in digital music dissemination. To understand what we're going for, please read this manifesto-of-sorts on Medium: Extremely Limited: A case for the new digital ephemera. [more inside]
It's finally here - the epic followup to 2012's Now That's What I Call Drone (previously in Projects and the Blue, with mentions in The Atlantic, Pitchfork and more.) This time out it's Now That's What Your Parents Call Drone. 16 drone/experimental takes on adult contemporary classics. Over an hour and a half of drone pop, deep hypnagogy, glitch weirdness and everything in between, all in service and reverence to Amy Grant, Air Supply, 10cc, Billy Ocean, et al. Featuring MeFi's own Theta States as CPI, yours truly as Vapor Lanes, and a whole host of other swell folks.
is one of three strange glimpses into Us Conductors, a theremin novel by me. Each of the trio of sites visits a different passage from the book through the lens of a different designer, with different contributing musical artists: Whispering Machine, by Luc Mikelsons & Adam Benzen, has sounds by Bear In Heaven; Our shadows slanting by the lamps..., by Brendan Reed, has sounds by Owen Pallett; I gazed at a long shelf of batteries..., by Jez Burrows, has sounds by an unnamed musician.
An immersive nocturnal ambient sound experience created and performed by yours truly. Mixing hundreds of field recordings, soundscapes, shortwave radio interceptions, natural drones, found audio, and more, it's a wide-ranging sonic odyssey which reflects ecologies of many kinds: environmental (ocean sounds, wildlife, atmospheres), religious (calls to prayer and ritual singing), radiophonic (data transmissions, Morse code, folkloric music) and beyond. The Flight is performed live and, like a traditional performance, adapts to the interests, affinities, and response of its audience. [more inside]
With this compilation, the challenge was for musicians to create drone versions of Top 40 pop songs. The word 'drone' was to be interpreted by each artist as they saw fit. The results are varied, interesting, and pretty damn good. Pop drone psychic energy. (Yes, "Call Me Maybe" is in here.) [more inside]
A ten minute experimental music video I've been working on for the past few months for drone/rock band Kogumaza.
Still, I wonder what would happen if I duct-taped one of those little cameras to a spoke... I was motivated by sonascope's intriguing comment on my 808 car keys micro camera post, and here's the result: Bike 808. The ultrahip soundtrack is inspired by Trurl's illuminating "Syd Dale, Legend of Library" post from Saturday. [more inside]
A site that throws together Godspeed You Black Emperor and a pitched-down Barack Obama. Sounds like the nervewracking end to a long night in the Situation Room, with only a bottle of scotch, some childhood memories, and the nuclear launch codes for company. [more inside]
Yeah, it's been done, but not as weirdly as it's done here. Using drums, cello, ping-pong balls, wine glasses, bicycles, air pumps, trains, umbrellas, sixxens, piano, feedback, vacuum cleaners, bassoon, birthday candles, kazoo, flute, gankogui, shakuhachi, electric guitar, and most of all Audacity and a hand-held recorder, I'm making a piece that's short and interesting every day. Examples appear on the MeFi Music wall from time to time.
Live LAPD radio chatter & CC-licensed music from SoundCloud come together in this weird chillout mashup. Enjoy? [more inside]
In the late 1960's, my mom, young and naive, was arrested entering the US with a little bit of pot. She was thrown into a Texas jail, and threatened with years behind bars. This experience ended up being the basis of an experimental / poetic novel she wrote during the '70s, which was meant to be published in the '80s, but things fell apart and it never actually made it to press. Shortly after that, my parents divorced, and then a few years later, my mother was diagnosed with MS. The novel has been sitting on the back burner for a long time, but is finally available. (It's like time travel.) [more inside]