Tag Archives: sound poetry

Dai Coelacanth – Missing Pagan Satellite Found in Dump

I hope Dai Coelacanth is here to stay with us. He started with accidental travel reports from holidays in Greece and Wales. The sound was raw, brutal, and somewhere hidden in the mesmerising collection of sounds, there was a sense of strangeness combined with the ordinary, that is so typical of foreign places. DC now continues to send in reports from his homeland. Is he a voice artist? I hope not. Does he scare little children? By no means. Does he use material that other people throw away? What a…

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…

Cassette Review: Giorgio Dursi – Poetry reading with sound footnotes

In front of the mirror, a man opens his mouth. It goes a long way, his look, because his mouth is wide open. It is bigger than his face. It is bigger than his face and he thinks of Fantastic Voyage an American science-fiction movie. The film is about a submarine crew who shrink to microscopic size and venture into the body of an injured scientist to repair the damage to his brain. The man in the mirror doesn’t see that words leave his mouth. Words that are shrunk to…

Dai Coelacanth – Fishing for Crab in an Eerie Coffin

Dai Coelacanth is a person with a cassette walkman and a voice. He has been to Greece. He has been to Wales. That’s all we know. Fishing for Crab in an Eerie Coffin is an improvised account of his visit to Wales. Think collage, think sound poetry, think why does he talk with a funny voice, or, don’t think,  just listen and clean a fish. In his words: Need to get out. Put my feet to work. Whip them into action. Do as I say. I’m the Colonel. How strange. Take a…

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…

Don Campau – Deep Poetry

Don has already shipped many cassettes to the upcoming tape museum in Zeppelin City, Germany. And the deeper he dives into his huge archive the more obscure become his foundlings. This time he has put together a show rich with variety, including some very obscure examples of spoken word/ sound poetry. Wait for the right moment and press record. Here’s the playlist. M.O.T.O/.  But Of Course/ Bandit G5/—-cassette 1990s? USA The Molecules/ Guilt Trip/ Steel Toe/ —cassette 1991 USA Steve Tetzloff/ Don’t Know Why/ Aragon/ Meteor Face cassette 1985 USA…