Tag Archives: Audio Collage

Mitt Paté #34 – We need emotional content

Go to the main square of your city, pueblo or village. It is full of beautiful plastic flowers. Are you Made in China? When we meet in Rome be sure it will be on a black and white day, back in 1961. A rough day at the soldier’s disco, smells of gasoline, reading the same letter again, black tears. Nobody thinks of home in the atomic age. * A parade of dinosaurs, somewhere in the desert. Thirsty animals, hundreds of them, all feathered: “We need an anthology of kung fu…

Juan Angel Italiano – Sounds from Uruguay

Juan Angel Italiano lives in Maldonado, Uruguay. Seen from Berlin it is at the other side of the world. The world has many centers. One of those centers could be a simple spool. As Juan Angel puts it: Open reel spools, bought at a street garage sale. Sounds dirty, interspersed. Sermons and locutions of evangelist pastors, tango music, radial advertising. As Discépolo recited in Cambalache: “the Bible next to the heater. You are tuning channel 246, frequency modulated in stereo, Montevideo, Uruguay. There is also a handwritten date that says…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté (It’s not Fair)

Radio On welcomes yet again Agnès Pe on her modern day travel through the mirror and beyond. Riddles are disguised as truth. Truth is disguised as sound. Sound is disguised as a riddle. There’s no way to solve it. The merry-go-round is at an eternal standstill. Your head is not even spinning. Don’t trust record players. Watch out for the desert guitar. Tay Ploops – it’s not fair // Dj Frontin – Wouldn’t It Be Nice To Get Back Trianon // W00DY – Unloveable // Angelwings Marmalade – Nü Country…

electro-haram and beyond

New to Radio On and so beautiful. We open up to the east and welcome electro-haram. They find sounds on sidewalks, in abandoned houses, in cardboard boxes under an office desk, behind the wallpaper, in chimneys, but also in less profanic places like flea markets or thrift stores. The show will be a first in a series. Every-day-situations or other conversations and musics from a near or distant past are brought to life again. Electro-haram is a time-travelling experience into post soviet times and maybe even beyond. In their own…

Anne-F Jacques – Sounds for the Post-Peak Oil 14

Anne-F Jacques is with us for a number of years now. Based in Montreal, Anne’s dealings with sound bring her to places all over the world. Time flies everywhere. We are glad that she came back to us on the wings of time with a very pleasing report from La Paz in Bolivia. In this new episode of the post-peak oil Anne-F guides us through streets and spaces of La Paz. And it’s a delightful and inviting tour. Bolivia seems just around the corner. In Anne’s words one month in…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté #29 (FEAR NO MUSIC)

This will be a cinematographic experience, you think. Agnès Pe will take us to the pacific, wartime pacific where big warships slide slowly through the waters. The wind carries a song. A Japanese soldier washes his clothes on the beach. Soft seats, the darkness of the cinema, faces light up in the glow of a sunny day a long time ago. The lie of watching something truthful. Something happens. You are no longer in your seat. Colours and sounds dissolve, flow around, merge into images and become abstract again. Does…

Dai Coelacanth – Drunk Skulls in Slime/Strange Strange Love

Tiny sleepy creature under my shoe stick to it and travel with me while I walk to the ruin of the cathedral. Tiny slimy sleepy creature eat a hole eat part of my sock it is your blanket. Gangreen at home an old radio transmits world war news the surgeon refuses to die. The magazine is soaked An ink tattoo on the wet t-shirt Carry the headlines on your ribs endless. Collage – voices – announcements – damaged tape – street poetry – England – Dai Coelacanth This is what…

Dai Coelacanth – A French Corpse is a delicacy on Mars

A knock on the door. At this hour. Who could that be. Full moon peeks in through the attic window. The plant recites Kierkegaard. Red light ceiling. A muted comedian. More insistent knocking on the door. Get up from the chair. The bottle falls down. Shock-relief: It’s empty. Ear to the door. Someone goes down the stairs, fast. An empty milk carton on the doormat. Apparently empty. A cassette tape wrapped in a piece of paper. It’s a letter. Dai Coelacanth is back from somewhere. But from where? And who…

Grupa Etyka Kurpina – Special Mix for Radio ON

The man behind G.E.K. is Adam Frankiewicz. He is one of the outstanding exponents of the current Polish wave of young musicians, who use the cassette tape as their (publishing) medium. This audio collage works on various levels. Of course it is, as you will hear, an exiting and energetic mix and as such it can be seen as a mixtape of sorts. Superated that level there is the confluence of audio snippets from different origins. Movie scores and contemporary trash music leak through the audio lines, and once the…