Penhurst Church Organ Field Recording

In creating the music and sound design aspects for my audio paper, I decided that recording a real church organ was imperative in informing the meaning of the text. Thankfully, I have access to my local church and the key for its organ due to my employment history. During quarantine, I spent a lot of time playing the organ there alone, and in light of this project, I thought it should return to it.

St. Michael the Archangel, in Penhurst, East Sussex was built in 1390, far before the period of history that I focus on. That fact, combined with its rural isolation makes it less connected to active colonisation. I think in my text I will frame it as more of a precursor, part of the culture of the church; a staging ground.

In the church, long reverb tails are created from the organ positioned at the back. Alongside the organ, I recorded room tones in the space, to accompany the narration. I had considered for a long time recording the narration itself in the church, to further situate the audio paper within the culture of its making. However, due to transport concerns and being able to closely monitor recording, I settled on constructing it. Rendering the appearance of speaking in the church instead. The building is not solely mine, people are free to enter and pray, I did not want to dominate the space. Ontologically, also, I felt uneasy about reciting a diatribe about the cruelties of the church in a church. Less for any kind of religious reasoning, but more to avoid a sneering, puerile shock value quality. To do that alone would feel uncomfortable and weird.

Unlike the organs I discuss in the audio paper, Penhurst’s is electric. But with the diffusion of a few speakers, the emulation of pipes is very convincing. Listening to the recordings, I am reminded how it’s an instrument that is almost impossible to replicate through a sound file or physical media. It should primarily be experienced within the spaces they occupy. This brings me to the theoretical studies of Paul C. Jasen’s 2016 book, Low End Theory: Bass, Bodies and the Materiality of Sonic Experience.

In the book, there is a distinctly pertinent section referring to the church organ and its frequencies in manipulating sacred sonic space. He writes about listener perceptions of the organ, how it ‘would have also confronted non-participants and non-believers – those not in the church but in its proximity, permeated by modulations – with a striking, perceptual encounter combined with the promise/threat of something altogether more transformative ‘inside’.’ I believe this will prove useful in critically examining the organ’s affect when situated within the church, how that affects the community surrounding it. The symbiotic relationship between the organ, the church and the requirement of people to bodily experience it.

I used the Zoom H1n to record the organ, piano and room tones in the church. Previous experiences with recording this particular organ proved frustrating; I had used an AKG C451b, but the microphone placement became critical to the quality of sound. In the case of this project, extended time spent reworking inadequate recordings, especially when I am recording on-site with limited time, I saw fit to use the simpler Zoom to capture the larger picture.

I also created a number of recordings using the church piano. Unrelated to my organ thesis, yet closely related to the history of worship song, I felt it fitting to record this instrument as I was adopting the entire building and everything it contained as an instrument, in a sense.


Bibliography:

Jasen, P. C. (2016) Low End Theory: Bass, Bodies and the Materiality of Sonic Experience. New York: Bloomsbury Academic.

Organ Research Sourcing

In this post, I detail an instance of chasing valuable research material. In my key text, Phil Dodds’ 2023 book Music and the Cultural Production of Scale, a text by the son of Christian Ignatius Latrobe, John Antes is referenced. I sensed that this could provide a unique opportunity for counterpoint in my audio paper, to contrast the colonial father with the son, revealing a critical point about the mythologic language surrounding the church organ enabling its domineering presence.

I searched Google Scholar for John Antes Latrobe, first finding mention of him in Anna Peak’s 2010 dissertation, The Music of the Spheres: Music and the Gendered Mind in Nineteenth-Century Britain. However, it was only a reference in the footer. Still, this gave me more complete details surrounding the title and work of J. A. Latrobe that could enhance my search.

Quite miraculously, I found a scan of the very text I was seeking to reference, rather than an adjacent source: The Music of the Church Considered in its Various Branches, Congregational and Choral: An Historical and Practical Treatise for the General Reader, from 1831. I will assert that it is not for the general reader. It is for the most avowed enthusiast. Yet, a very specific section about the organ’s player’s power over a congregation was referenced in Dodds’ work, perhaps I could expand on that here.

The irony being that the exact page referenced, that I had hoped to expand upon and read further context of, had the only scanning error in the document across it. Finally finding a pdf of the complete book, I was able to read and cite the book in my audio paper’s bibliography.

Ultimately, I managed to verify the publishers through a portrait of them in the archives of the National Portrait Gallery. All this is to say, I am struck by the relative difficulty in referencing truly historical works. Online resources are often inaccessible, and it demonstrates to me the survival rate for information is often uncertain. Thankfully, in this case I was able to extrapolate upon the key text, which provided me with a core critical point of examination in my audio paper.

Final Mixing

Finally, nearing the submission date for this spatialisation project, I carried out a final mix of my project, fully incorporating elements of both iteration of ‘Building’, as I have decided to call it. A large portion of the session was spent troubleshooting routing issues. I found the tactile hardware routing from the eight-channel interface to the speakers intuitive, despite the rat’s nest overwhelm of cabling. Inside Logic, however I was struggling with every channel playing from both it’s designated quadrant, whether left, right or rear, and doubling in the centre stereo pair. After some time diagnosing, I found it was quite clearly a bus that was causing the problem. To resolve this, I bounced each stem bypassing the bus, with the effects active on each respective track, before placing them back into a new project and re-routing them.

Sketch I had made of the octophonic ring, as I figured out the routing problem

Alternately sitting and standing in the centre of the ring, made me feel the intangibility and fragility of the sweet spot. As I moved my head, even slightly, an acoustic effect I can only really articulate as slurring occurred. Over the hours spent mixing the work, it became somewhat dizzying. The sweet spot, as the octophonic ring’s current setup demands, is actually very small. It taught me a great deal about the dynamics of my piece, and about the potential applications of ambisonic recording.

Recording in tight, indoor environments in ambisonics is where spatiality is perhaps the least immediately evident. Closing my eyes for a prolonged time, I could trick my brain somewhat into believing it was real, that those voices were in the room with me. I think is some ways, that effect is more true to life. We, or perhaps I, don’t experience life as sensory IMAX Dolby sound, constantly immersed and awed by circling sonic wonder. The truer, closer to the ground average is a listening numbness in my experience. Perhaps this opportunity to create spatial work is the time to let fly and make sound dance and spin and somersault around my head, but that isn’t how this project evolved. I have continually felt the pull of temptation to do the masculine thing and upstage, or inflict sound in a showy, punitive fashion, (especially easy to do with the abrasion present in the work) but I resisted in the view that a spatial representation hewing closer to reality was more grounded. In some senses, that made mixing harder work. The sound from each quadrant was not remarkably differing, more filling out and realising the space. Outside, as Jorge, Ryan and Rees cut branches by the road, it was more immediately dynamic. The verisimilitude a more subtle perceptual creation, or recreation of reality.

What concerns me about this work, is this notion of replicating reality. In encountering spatial sound works, there is a detectable ontological difference in affect when a work exists to place you in a certain environment, to surround you in purported believability, and when a work uses the spatial system as a blank canvas across which to spray and dance, something altogether more ethereal. Of course, there is much bleed between these two approaches, and it’s reductive of me to allude to a categorical analysis, but the distinction is detectable. Is it possible to recreate reality with spatial sound? No, I don’t think so. It’s a print of a reality, but no medium can completely be reality, because that’s not what art is, in my view. What my project does is invite the listener into a reconstructed depiction of a real event, one they may be unfamiliar with.

I am disquieted by the

This is the ontological struggle I find myself wrestling; as much as I enjoy and appreciate more ambient works like ‘18.58’ by Oren Ambarchi and Zimoun on the leeraum label, both very established sound artists, I am unsure how to illustrate how employing spatial sound in my case can be described by any word other than ‘immersive’. That is the expressed intention of this field of environmental-recreation spatial sound, situating the listener at the heart of a new place. Yet, due to trending terminology, ‘immersive’ has been cast in a disdainful light. How to reconcile this, when it is central to my thesis of raising awareness? I partly wish I had more time to dig deeper into this work, exploring it thematically more thoroughly.

I had considered uniting it with visual media, yet quickly disregarded the idea due to time. In the argument of sound needing-or-not-needing the visual in order to convey meaning, (of course both can be true) I feel polarised. Often, I sense the pendulum of perception can easily swing back the other way, into visuals being considered actively detrimental precisely because of a historical association with sound as a lesser medium, or accompanying medium. It’s a reaction I fear, as meaning is so hard for me to parse with sound. I often find myself unaware of the listener, when spatial sound deals directly with their experience in a far more allied sense. Yet I imagine being able to see all the context lost with purely sound; the speed of movement, the pace of work, perceptible dangers, the cold. All aspects critical to informing the listener in a more rounded fashion of the factors involved in the hardship of manual labour, yet all very difficult to represent sonically without becoming performative. Thereby artificial.

I mixed live with pencil-drawn volume automation, both to save time and to engender a reactive approach in listening. First thought, best thought. In some instances where I knew a voice in the centre or left channels would require accentuating, I lowered a roaring car or room tone in the opposing rear and right channels. It surprised me how sculptural this felt, carving away at distinct areas to reveal other layers. Despite that, and largely I blame ear fatigue, I am still conflicted about spatial audio. I think it’s a matter of scale, I’m sure Francois Bayle’s Acousmonium sounds transcendent, but expanding from stereo into M108’s octophonic ring has not dynamically altered my perspective. I have yet to have an epiphanic moment where spatial audio replaced stereo as a truer or more efficacious means of sound creation and performance.

Example of the real-time mixing I conducted via volume automation
The octophonic ring

Dr Helen Anahita Wilson Guest Lecture

This was a heavy lecture. Rarely are we presented with artmaking borne out of mortal necessity. In Dr. Helen Anahita Wilson’s lecture she discussed sonic ways of being and knowing the human body, uniting the fields of sound studies, music and health. As she stated, “my body always takes the lead and shows me the way”, her work explores corporeal acoustemology.

Her PhD piece, TCH-P, was inspired by the cocktail prescribed to her for breast cancer treatment, iatrogenic experience as the enabling element in a challenge of the illness narrative. The South Indian konnakol, recited while gesturally expressing with a hand that clearly showed an IV drip inserted. She clarified that it was made retrospectively, after her treatment had ended, but it was still starkly convincing. It was a very moving piece. A quiet moment of solitude and positivity amid chaos and a health nightmare. The chant itself was very grounding, slowly morphing, fragmenting. Changing in tone, pitch and speed.

I recognised the rhythm from the wonderfully unfunny Tim Heidecker, Fred Armisen and John C. Reilly comedy show Moonbase 8, that no-one has watched or cares about. I feel ashamed, taking a sidebar about this delightful, mediocre fluff show during a blog post about cancer and life or death. Yet, personal context helped align me with the work itself.

In the other major project she showed, Linea Naturalis, Wilson affirms that we are all bioelectrical beings. Alongside Dr Sandra Knapp, President of the Linnean Society, she studied plants forming the basis for chemotherapy drugs. I think with time, I had lost the conception that plants were still so critical to medicine manufacturing. I found that mild realisation reassuring, much like those visiting the oncology gardens Wilson referenced. A grounding of the often synthetic-feeling medical world in the earthen reality is stabilising in a way. My fiancé was diagnosed in 2022 with Type 1 diabetes, and through GP visits, varying hardcore medications, and finally regular insulin injections, the nature of the human body as an ecosystem became apparent to me. Both how resilient, adaptable, yet fragile it is. A switch can unknowingly flip, and your body decides to try and kill you. From collecting data in the Chelsea Physics Garden, to creating the music, Wilson collated bioelectricity, biosignals, contact mic recordings, and then genetic data and biological analysis. She interpreted drones from genetic data, and frequency readings sent through tape echo. The Madagascan periwinkle as a harp, the devil’s trumpet compared to the brass of Amos Miller. I found the reinterpretation of plants used for chemotherapy treatment as music to be played to those undergoing that treatment to be poetic and meaningful.

It’s very very hard for me to comment on artworks informed by, drawn out by, manifested by near-death experiences. They change the way the brain sees the world, and to discuss taste feels tasteless. I have often found the artistic interpretation of sonification dubious, but I think that has more to do with perceptions of authentic sound. What I appreciated about Wilson’s work and presentation, was her expressed emphasis of the creative intervention occurring in the handoff between initial data and final music.

This also relates to her study of the Krankenhausfunk, or hospital radio. She described the absurdity of hearing the Bee Gees’ ‘Staying Alive’ during her treatment in the production of TCH-P, perhaps Linea Naturalis seeks to amend that, or enhance the experience. Soothing, plant-derived tones to calm the patient.

Susan Philipsz

In her 2012 work, ‘Study for Strings’, Philipsz marries a deeply moving historical research project with haunting spatial sound diffusion, exploring the life and death of Pavel Haas. Haas was a Jewish Czech composer killed in Auschwitz in 1944, who composed ‘Study for String Orchestra’ by force for a Nazi propaganda film morbidly proclaiming the peaceful relaxation of the Thereisenstadt Ghetto; what was effectively both a transit facility for Jews being sent to death camps and a pestilent, disease-ridden prison.

Originally, as part of the dOCUMENTA (13) exhibition, Philipsz deconstructed ‘Study for String Orchestra’ and diffused it around the area of Kassel Hauptbahnhof. Yet in 2023’s ‘Study for Strings Sokol Terezín’ Philipsz brought the isolated cello and viola sections to Thereisenstadt, where Haas’ original work was performed before his murder. She films the diffused installation as her rearrangement of Haas’ music eerily resonates throughout the building.

It goes without saying that my piece I have developed does not comment on awful events like the Holocaust, but Philipsz’s usage of site-specific sound diffusion is inspirational. It casts long shadows throughout history, rendering an elegant commentary through sound. It’s bridging the gap between the gallery space and the space crucial to the context of the work, is also a quality I would wish to explore in the future, it could greatly inform my approach to installation practices.

I find the genius in this work, and an emotive use of spatial sound, in Philipsz bringing the music back to the site of its origin, haunting it. It’s not quite historically redemptive, more an act of mourning. Spatial sound works can often be solipsistically, technologically driven, but ‘Study for Strings Sokol Terezín’ is a remarkable application of selfless diffusion work, drawing out a reflective, reclaiming of dark history.


References:

Rhodes, D. (2023) Susan Philipsz: Separated Strings. Available at: https://brooklynrail.org/2023/02/artseen/Susan-Philipsz-Separated-Strings/ (Accessed: 20 November 2024)

Gural, N. (2023) Artist Susan Philipsz Commands Our Attention With ‘Separated Strings’, Conveying Truth Of The Holocaust. Available at: https://www.forbes.com/sites/natashagural/2023/01/31/artist-susan-philipsz-commands-our-attention-with-separated-strings-conveying-truth-of-the-holocaust/ (Accessed: 20 November 2024)

Tanya Bonakdar Gallery, New York (2023) Susan Philipsz: Separated Strings. Available at: https://www.tanyabonakdargallery.com/exhibitions/694-susan-philipsz-separated-strings-tanya-bonakdar-gallery-new-york/ (Accessed: 20 November 2024)

The Museum of Modern Art (2013) Susan Philipsz. Available at: https://www.moma.org/interactives/exhibitions/2013/soundings/artists/11/works/ (Accessed: 20 November 2024)

Matías Rodríguez Mouriño Guest Lecture

What I was glad of in Matías Rodríguez Mouriño’s lecture, Post Desire: On Sound, Ruin & Masculinity, was the opening acknowledgment of the vulnerable place the world is in. We’ve all known this for years and years, particularly in reference to climate collapse, but in the wake of Trump’s recent reelection, lethal flooding in Valencia, and ongoing genocides, things look bleak. It’s been uncomfortable pretending art is all when people are truly suffering and dying horribly. Indulgent, privileged self-discovery feels a little nauseating and dispensable as of late. As does weirdo avant-garde academic conceptual art. Anyway.

Mouriño was expressly interested in the ruined piano as a fulcrum of an intersectional study of acoustic ecology. Playing a piano ruined by the non-human processes of time and weather removes the player’s improvisational comfort, engendering truly unpredictable playing by removing “go-to musical language”. He cited a Ross, an octogenarian Australian pianist, and played a recording of his playing the ruined piano. The playing itself was somewhat underwhelming, as a piece itself, but I loved its textural possibilities. I think the ontological study itself was primarily the conceptual focus in this case. What struck me most, however, was Ross’ laboured breathing poignantly dominating the recording.

Ross, playing a ruined piano

In all honesty, this lecture was highly cerebral and made complete sense in the moment as Mouriño assuredly flowed from point to point, but trying to reconstitute it now, it’s falling apart in my hands. The key hinging ideas that I want to believe is a part-way acceptable boil-down of his talk, was the nature of human interaction or intervention with non-human processes, and the ontology of listening.

He soundly conveyed his belief in the wrongness of reducing ideas down to a single word or phrase, the violent, inhumane notion of assigned meaning, which I have always strongly agreed with.

Similarly, I am interested too in the strange hinterland in the human/non-human interaction; less in terms of datasets and how many Lactobacilli are on the piano, but in a woollier, more ill-defined mystic fog way. Human knowledge is insignificant and will never catch up with the vastness out there, despite our arrogant assertions. Tiny things connected to big things. I also deeply resonated with how he drew a circular comparison between the (literally) visceral animal beginnings of the piano, made from gut and ivory, and the returned state of the ruined piano.

Listening alleviates barriers, cultivates stronger ways of loving each other, as he put it. Thinking about it now, I believe this epistemological view of listening is how we ended up on the odd, misandrist patch of the talk; to Mouriño, the male’s historically-inherited, belief in autonomous thought closes him off, makes him refuse to listen.

In my own life, as a cishet, white, working class man from the economically advantaged rural south east of England, my privilege is deeply ingrained and undeniable. It’s safe and reasonable to lay the blame for the world’s horrors at men’s feet, I would and do.

Mouriño, who made it clear he too was a cis man, outright stated that certain masculine traits should be destroyed and were “nothing good”. I feel sensitively about that, in an unresolved way I haven’t fully squared yet, and I hesitate to voice the slight thorniness I feel about this because of the dog whistles associated with it. I thought it exceedingly interesting when a masters student questioned what other posited alternatives to toxic masculinity were, beside simply examples of perceived feminine or LGBTQ+ traits. Mouriño deftly parried by stating he could only relay his personal experiences. True, but too easy, given how he derided the masculine and upraised the feminine in so binary a fashion throughout his lecture. In many liberal arts circles’ discussion of masculine issues, this oscillation between distain, sympathetic infantilisation, and disparagement I find can contain the potential for unnuanced toxicity in and of itself.

I think it relates to my construction experience, and again to how these spheres of human experience don’t quite touch. Years of my life have been spent around complex, problematic, very vulnerable men. I have seen some toe-curling racism espoused, homophobia, embarrassing machismo and outright aggression. There’s no end to the bullying, hazing, self-destruction in the working class world. I would like to state that while I don’t participate, I understand how that mind works.

Mouriño said, “masculinity is an improvisation through vulnerability”, which was a succinct and genius sum-up of how I see the cis male experience, and sometimes the experiences I encounter. I carry my masculinity gently like a tool, and I think a lot of physically labouring men do the same. It’s a mask necessary for survival. The uncomfortable reality outside this professorial field, is that survival of fittest still rules.

When pressed to expand on what male behaviours he would eliminate, decrying as evil and destructive, Mouriño only really referenced men “revving their motorcycles” and “shouting outside pubs”. You can scan the headline news to find a few choice examples of masculine, suicidal, genocidal endeavours. I don’t know about you, but I can live with lad culture.

He ended his lecture on the notion of love. Listening cultivates stronger ways of loving, and men need to talk about love. How do I talk about love? I don’t in this context much at all. I often sit down to write and this thorny, belligerent voice I pretend not to know sneaks onto the page. Where does love come in? In Mouriño’s spirit, I give up a self-interested list:

  • I love my family
  • I love my home
  • I love my fiancé, ㅎ
  • I love making art
  • I love excessively long walks, taking all day alone
  • I love those garbage, watery Saint-Bertin lagers from Lidl (I have brain damage)
  • I love airports (complicatedly)
  • I love that sound frozen lakes make when you bounce rocks off them
  • I love not speaking for a while after long phone calls
  • I love doing household chores in solitude
  • I love my dog
  • I love when birch seeds float in the open window in late spring and get everywhere
  • I love the shrimp from Cozy, this one inauthentic Mexican restaurant in Busan, Korea
  • I love showing love, however private
  • I love scaring myself with dark imaginings in unfamiliar forests at night
  • I love geese, all kinds

I’m not sure why this lecture provoked so much writing, but I’m grateful for the stimulation.


Ken Burns and Slippery History

In the production phase of my audio paper, I have been drawn away from abstraction as an aesthetic device. I love abstraction in art, but I’m wary of deploying it intentionally in a work intended to convey a thesis. My mind is having trouble distinguishing the professorial and the artful, and my immediate instinct is to set a spoken essay to sound, rather than assemble an argument out of sound. I’m concerned that this appears facile, or not as aurally dimensional as something more dynamic.

Ken Burns is a documentary filmmaker famous for his lengthy works largely focusing on American history. His first, and most significant project, The Civil War from 1990, connected with me as I formulated how to proceed with developing this audio paper.

The now-iconic, classic example of television documentary miniseries concerns the American Civil War, comprised of much contemporary photography to illustrate the events. It’s a very immersive, early example of styles of documentary filmmaking that quickly became the standard, yet this series is so distinct. In some respects, I envision my audio paper functioning in a similar sense; like a documentary film with the screen off. However, the academic validity of a film like The Civil War, or the nostalgic tone that Burns often is guilty of indulging in, gives me pause. As David Harlan (2003, pp. 170) astutely states;

‘And then there is the matter of his presentism: Burns is not really interested in the past at all – or rather, he is interested in the past only insofar as he can make it reflect and dramatize his own interior emotional life (and, as it turns out, the interior emotional lives of tens of millions of other Americans). But we academic historians are interested in the past, if not ‘in and for itself’ than certainly as something more substantial than a reflecting device in which we can meditate upon our own sensibilities.’

In many ways, I feel this is the immediate danger of the audio paper medium. The urge to acknowledge the self and our partial relationship to what we choose to present, how we present it, is unavoidable. Once that academic rigour borrows some of formatting of art while distinguishing itself from it, what is the result? Is history truly solid? My instinct tells me no. Salomé Voeglin described it to us as the listener is ‘invited to reach meaning’. I believe striking this balance will be critical in my paper.

By chance, I happened to catch myself watching Dan Snow’s BBC documentary How the Celts Saved Britain, and feeling uncomfortable. I usually avoid this kind of BBC programming, but the imagery of the island of Iona and talk of ancient Ireland (an ancestral home of mine) immobilised me in that after dinner stupor.

However, as the narrative progressed I increasingly detected the colouring of history by dominant narratives. I have always felt it thorny and cringeworthy to prod Christianity as a culturally destructive force, so it’s odd to find myself working on a project concerning that. I reject the angry atheistic archetype, I’ve spent a lot of close time with the Christian faith, and I consider myself a fearful, believing agnostic. What discomfited me in the documentary was the way Snow, the writers and production designers continually presented the original pagan cultures of the British Isles as evil, dark and creepy, like a cheap episode of Ghost Adventures. Bias is such a difficult thing to navigate while making political works, especially when dealing with history. I want to approach the subject matter of my audio paper with little emotion, examining critically and unguardedly, and this stray colouring of cultures is something I would hope to avoid somewhat. That’s why I now feel reassured, as I look retrospectively on Seismograf’s Audio Paper Manifesto, where it states, ‘the audio paper is situated and partial’. In a sense, there’s no real escaping bias and partiality in the thesis format. What is more significant is the thoroughness and depth of research I must go to in order to fully understand how to discuss my chosen subject at length.

Bibliography:

Harlan, D. (2003) ‘Ken Burns and the Coming Crisis of Academic History’, Rethinking History, 7(2), pp. 170

Graeme Miller Guest Lecture

I greatly enjoyed, and felt that my project was enriched by, Graeme Miller’s lecture centred around his interest in life and place, being a “useful member of the village”.

Intriguingly, Miller proposes through works like Listening Ground, Lost Acres (1994-2024) that walking is an artistic practice. Negotiating space in new ways, but also ancient ways. I am very much enamoured with the idea that an a seven hour walk could be the enabling element of an artwork. In connection with my observation of land art works with my construction-themed project, Miller places his sound compositions in the land, in context. I also very much enjoyed his definition of “place is the present, desire is the future and memory is the past”, a succinct and agreeable position to take, in relation to the mutable nature of developing land. He characterised it as erasure.

Miller’s first-hand, personal experience of this kind of erasure of our place in the landscape came to his “doorstep”, embodied in the form of LINKED (2003-present). A semi-permanent sound work installed along the M11 Link Road, construction of which resulted in the much-protested demolition of 400 houses, along with the artist’s home. Radio transmitters fixed to lampposts along the 3-mile walking route, accessible to the listener with a unique receiver, play individual 8 minute compositions, playing the voices of those displaced by the construction project. It is a work seeking the restoration or preservation of the narratives of the place, creating a historical reference point. Miller stated, “my revenge plan was to rebuild those houses in sound”, while referring to the work as a ‘social sculpture’. I admire the resolute commitment to encouraging the longevity of the narrative by placing it on site, honouring the lost past and the voices of those who have been displaced by the dispassionate, irresponsible and sometimes cruel efforts of the developing authorities. Do we need more transitory roads? Is it a justified replacement for the lives and homes irrevocably changed and lost by the building of one?

An aspect I found provocatively interesting was Miller’s observation of the factional, tribalist distinction drawn between the workers and the residents and protestors. In many ways this is a reality of life, yet that unknowable boundary of understanding that separates the worker from the resident is often impermeable. There are many situations where both tribes agitate each other, and both tribes see themselves as essentially innocent, or fulfilling a duty. This contrasting distinction is a key contradiction in my spatial project that I am epistemologically exploring. An interesting dichotomy I observed was his grief over the building of Victorian houses in Leytonstone, and his anger at the dismantling of houses in LINKED. Building is surrounded by difficulty, high emotion, compromise, loss and gain.

Strikingly, syrupy string music accompanies some of the recordings, clearly tugging the listener into a state of empathetic sympathy and a remorse. As he put it, Miller is “selling it to the listener, I don’t want to lose them for a second” and characterising himself as a “manipulator of audience experience”. It’s very effective, I found myself angered and saddened by the piece as Miller intended. Yet, it’s hard to ignore the controversial reputation emotionally manipulative music holds in this detached, intellectual-forward, sometimes standoffish art sphere. It is something that’s been nearly downright discouraged in our creative works, or something to be wary of. I appreciate the intentionality with which Miller deploys it.

It’s a very personal artwork, so I don’t feel it appropriate to judge the ethics of using emotion in that way, but in my work I think I want to provide more room for subtext and various readings without the listener feeling my inherent biases guiding them too linearly. Emotion and response are so hard to talk about and quantify, so delicate and so easily suplexed or inverted in this institutional realm.

Miller also said that “once a word has left your mouth, it’s not a solemn contract of authenticity… it’s art, it’s not fully representing someone’s entire humanity or lived experience”. I admire this perspective, as I often feel concerned about the myopia that the study of art is often imbued with, a need for it to be watertight and a true, unproblematic reflection of our current reality. Art and reality can be conflated, can intertwine, can oppose one another, can inform and parallel each other.

One of the radio transmitters along the walking route

Supplemental Recording, Rendering and an Initial Version

In the process of developing this piece, I have been straddling two concurrent versions. The first iteration being more interpretive of the construction experience. Here is this initial, experimental version of the work, as far as it had been developed:

Building (Initial Version)

My concern is that by texturally experimenting, by evoking the spirit of the trades and emotional character of building a house, that I am inevitably binding the listener’s ultimate takeaways from the piece to my own go-to sound creation techniques and capabilities. As I think on this, I detail a number of the elements that comprise the more inherently interpretive and artistically-forward sections of this iteration below.


Foley Percussion

In something of a crossover with the Sound for Screen specialist unit, I performed percussive elements of this version as a Foley artist would. I knocked old, dirty bricks together and heavily employed sidechain compression to clack through the mix. I used bricks to reflect a significant trade that went largely unrepresented in the original field recordings from the site.

Metallica Sample

Reamping Ableton’s manipulated Metallica sample loop onto tape

I took the resampled, looping portion of the chorus of Metallica’s ‘Seek & Destroy’, and re-amped it from Ableton onto cassette tape. I then slowed the sample with the Walkman’s speed control and ran it through a reverb pedal, further distorting the sample. Upon placing it in the project, I found it sonically complementary to the harsh shriek of the Makita cordless planer that features prominently in the original field recordings. A rendered, wholly created version of that sonic experience. Dynamically I also found it to resemble the tinny sound Makita lithium ion batteries make as they charge.

The Transformer “stress frequency”

The transformer, or “stress frequency” being recorded

I recorded a discordant synthesizer drone from my Roland JV-1080, treating it heavily with Waves’ LoAir, a subharmonic generator. I am concerned however, with its visibility in the mix as I will not be using a sub-bass speaker. In my processing of the source signal with LoAir, I attempted to accentuate the more perceptible frequency range in the recording, rather than submerge it entirely. I was attempting to mimic the dark resonance of the site transformer, vibrating through the plinth the house rests on during construction. The company owner described it as “the stress frequency”, which I sought to elucidate with sound. Attempting to underline the sense of stress, I thought to place this sound behind the listener in order to discomfort. Ideally, I would follow my own diagrams and place it on the floor, facing up at the listener.

Waves’ LoAir, which I used to process the ‘transformer’ sound

Sweeping LFO

Taking an ambisonic recording I had made by sweeping a broom around the base of the tripod upon which the recorder stood, I utilised a random LFO with a jitter in order to create an anxious, organically glitch-oriented panning character in the left and right channels of the quadrophonic environment. The sweeping broom passing from left to right. I then finally situated it in the Logic Pro project.

Spatial Diagrams

Building upon prior plans, I drew up a mock configuration to act as a guide in the performance of my piece.

It may seem plain, but I believe that this configuration is the most pragmatic solution suiting the nature of my piece. In the work, I am less trying to create a dynamic ethereal movement of sound on a blank speaker canvas, like many of the spatial sound works we have encountered, but more recreating and reflecting a real space.

Pursuing a quadrophonic multichannel format has meant that I have had to find creative solutions to problems that arise during arrangement, especially when I already have 4 distinct channels from the original ambisonic recordings, which are each critical in detailing the environment. I think this is also why my idea to do as much possible of this project analog, to tape, just isn’t practically feasible. I’ve run into significant phasing problems, having to re-amp each stem in mono to the temporally elastic medium of tape, so much so that recording and composing in Logic Pro makes the most sense with the time I have. Balancing the mix with numerous sonic The goal remains: The ultimate bounce will result in 4 stems, or channels of sound with clear directionality, a front, rear, left and right.

I also made one diagram of a more experimental configuration:

This version intends to capture the varying elevations of sound on the building site. The raised front speaker perhaps conveying sounds emanating from unseen works on the upper floors of the house, or from the ladder propped in the branches of a tree outside. The floor speaker, which I haven’t strictly denoted as only being a sub, could project sound from trench digging, and the weighty, low resonance of the transformer, often found on the floor.

An example of a transformer, found on every site I’ve worked at, necessary for the use of power tools from 110-230v

I do not wholly intend to use this configuration, largely out of a practical consideration of the speaker configurations available to us, and the nature of the piece as it currently stands would create gaps in the aerial flow of the sound. Despite that, it is a dimension I could consider exploring further in the formation of a gallery installation for the following unit.

Instead of Logic Pro’s own method of decoding the ambisonic files, I experimented with Zoom’s proprietary Ambisonics Player software. This helped enable me to explore the spatial properties of the recordings I had made with more accuracy and delicacy, attuning each perspective to resemble the spaces they respectfully came from.