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Junie Crawford – Transmission 3 ($ 1 Million)

The third show by our man in Montreal, Junie Crawford. Here’s an other attempt to break through the borders of music. After a fierce discussion with guitar and drums, Junie leaves the studio and enters the periphery of awareness. Did he enter the zone between life and death where all sounds lay down to die? In his own words Materials: marantz pmd222, logic pro x, a guitar i bought at 17, a radio i lost on the last tour, 2 years of Exhaustion, metro outremont at Nighttime, many nights into…

Junie Crawford – Garden 95 “Transmission 2”

This is the second installment by our new program maker Junie Crawford, currently based in Montreal. Transmission 2 is an attempt to break through the borders of song structures. It is a gentle and consistent composition, that integrates voices of radio and a fun report from a drive-in restaurant. At the same time intimate and extravagant, Junie’s series of Garden95 holds the promise to lead the listener into a hitherto unknown area, that some of us call The Future. Notes as communicated by Junie Crawford Materials: Zoom H4n, Marantz PMD222,…

Mitt Paté #19 by Agnès Pe – I Hear a Symphony

Running around, wide-eyed, open circle-boingboing, we hang from a rubber belt. The world is a bad whisper. The Queen anthem, finally, here’s the version that should be played in every stadium. The motorgang argues over a quarter-pounder hamburger. Stomach moves, dub-step burbs, that’s how we pray nowadays. The merry-go-round dropped acid. My first Vespa. Rome is so great. When gypsies walk backwards they look like arabs disappearing in the rain. The real estate agent showed the bathroom and sang ‘Eye of the Tiger.’ You should have seen him move. But…

Dai Coelacanth – Greek Seance / I’m your psychic

We don’t know anything about the person who calls himself Dai Coelacanth. The best thing you can do is to believe that this tape came to us as a message in a bottle, or rather as a tape in recycled and sealed wine box. Recorded in Greece, it said. On a Greek Island, observed by the Gods and the tourists visiting the home of those Gods. A tape almost ruined by the heat of the sun. And its content an onomatopoeic attempt to sound like the undertow that drags all the…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté in Buenos Aires

This edition of Mitt Paté was made in Buenos Aires. Agnès was there for an artistic enterprise. It meant of course that she had to leave her natural habitat, Madrid, and encounter new impressions. She had to experience winter during summertime. It took her a bit longer to construct a new collage. But it was well worth the wait. I come to be convinced that Agnès is unique in her approach. She connects a high sensitivity to the current Zeitgeist, changes observations into moods, and picks from a rich palette…

Savoldi/Cavallaro – Distorted Icons #2, Music Machines

Franci and Marghe read soviet magazines and start dreaming. In an old issue of Sputnik they find information about soviet music machines. In this episode of Distorted Icons they document the history of music in the Soviet Union. The show starts in the early years of the twentieth century and enters a strange universe of sounds, in which musicians become spies, and inventors built machines that bring all thoughts in one system… Take notes. And while you think of all you have heard, a mix of happy musics rounds of…

Agnès Pe – Mitt Paté, Life Forms

I tried to listen to this edition of Mitt Paté while I was doing some work. In fact, I tried twice. It was impossible. This made me think. To understand what I thought, you need to know that one of my fascinations is the process, how from dead material, life forms came into existence, indeed, the origins of life. Molecules splashing around in primordial soup, not bothering about being alife or not, suddenly got together, some elements got a different meaning, and see: within the structures, all was different. And…

Tapes from Istanbul – Adrian Shephard (August 2015)

When I listened to Tapes from Istanbul, through my headphones, I was thrilled from the very first steps that Adrian described. I had to think about this, because my excitement went beyond those feelings, which normally make my senses wobble when listening to anything audio. It was very clear, that something else was going on. The Istanbul Tapes tell a story, that we thought to have lost, somewhere around the time when television became a medium for the masses. Before that time, places were still exotic. And the main reason…

Alan Dunn – The Sounds of Ideas forming, volume 5: Super 8

A long time ago a movie called Peeping Tom put an end to the career of one of the best film directors Great Britain had ever seen. Michael Powell was killed by his critics. And so it goes. Alan Dunn’s Super 8 can be regarded as grandson of peeping Tom, much friendlier, but still with its creepy side. His composition works like a camera focussing on parts of furniture. Sometimes it recogizes something, sometimes it is just blurr. After a while you start noticing that something’s not right. It seems…