Guerilla recordings with a handheld walkman Dai’s monthly show combines lofi cassette quality with raw sound poetry and recordings from his every day life. Old tapes are used in the process. The original message or song leaks through.
Dai Coelacanth – Saucy ghoul cracked into death
Guerilla recordings wth a handheld walkman Dai’s monthly show combines lofi cassette quality with raw sound poetry and recordings from his every day life.
Dai Coelacanth – Terminal Confusion
To listen click here the colonel had sick dreams bottled them and sold them three for a fiver his clientele mostly ancient little more than dust transactions actioned via a system of satellites very safe no names he turned a tidy profit and fantasised about a new life new body new brain new shoes all … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – Terminal Confusion
Dai Coelacanth – Rubber wart or death sting
All they do is sing about Cemeteries. A cemetery all shook up in the fiery bucket. I cannot continue. Are you faulty. Geoff held up a shoe and projected low warbles onto the ceiling. That’s what this is all about it’s not about dating or courting or romance it’s about the intangibility of the alphabet … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – Rubber wart or death sting
Dai Coelacanth – Paranoia is a wonderful pie filling
Daphne collects old pieces of paper she is specifically interested in the quality of the dirt. On the dirtiest pieces she writes her scripts. Sometimes it is impossible to make out everything she has written. None of the actors complain. Mr Lee told her that he only needs to touch the paper to know what … Continue reading Dai Coelacanth – Paranoia is a wonderful pie filling
Rinus van Alebeek – Letter from Berlin
The audio reports 'letter from Berlin' are directly recorded on tape with a handheld walkman. In this episode: a walk in Brussels, guest appearance by Marcin Barski talking about the whiteness of the city, Victor Hugo, a stopover in Cologne, John of Leiden. The quality of the tape added an unexpected quality to the recordings; … Continue reading Rinus van Alebeek – Letter from Berlin
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