Tonight I experimented a bit with Alice's phase/loop situation! I don't know if this is in its final form. I sort of think it's the kind of audio that would be good in a museum setting, just a running loop while people are looking at visual art. I'll have to try doing this loop thing with the youtube vids also, rather than doing it myself. The benefit of doing it myself is that I can put one voice in one ear and the other in the other. ALSO I definitely should have used a nice mic and all that instead of just using my built-in.
If one day I become famous and then die I hope they have a museum retrospective with my writing desk, my fish drawings, selected poems/diaries/letters, my collection of analog telephones, some eccentric outfits I was known for, some handwritten manuscripts, etc. in it, and I hope they'll put this audio in it.
I thought it would eventually line up like at the beginning again, but I think I was mistaken because an hour's worth of loops later and it gets so close! But isn't quite lined up. Which is kind of beautiful in a way.
Here's the text I wrote for this:
"It’s not that I miss it exactly, but that I miss the time then, the old paths I walked, the dry leaves underfoot, the cutting of the wind. I miss the wind-tears on my cheeks, I miss the cold smell of Northern winter. The smell of wet pine by the lake. The library in February. Maybe I noticed the sun more then. I never notice it now. The way I was, the way I wore my hair, the way I dressed, the way I gestured with my hands. The timbre of my voice, a timbre that’s lost to me now. The utterances I reached for, which were different from the ones I reach for now. The thoughts I thought. The inhalations, exhalations, excitations of then, so different from now. So distant from now. Becoming distant, and distant, and distant again with every day."
Oh oh oh I am frothing! This is an excellent piece of music. I feel this one's gonna have a long life.
ReplyDeleteI like this so much. I think this might be an opportunity for 'stirring, emosh' string music underneath, something that goes real slow and perhaps loops like the text. But maybe that loses the true, honest quality of this...
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