Sunday is the deadline for Dead Voices; White Noise. I have enough submissions for a short release, but would still love a few more.
So, get ’em in, if you have ’em!
Sunday is the deadline for Dead Voices; White Noise. I have enough submissions for a short release, but would still love a few more.
So, get ’em in, if you have ’em!
I received the first submission tonight for the Dead Voices; White Noise project, so I wanted to take this opportunity to remind my darling readers of the fast-approaching deadline. As with all such things, this deadline can be flexible if need is established. If you’re currently working on something and think you may need a few extra days to finish, feel free to email me and let me know. Otherwise, if you have intentions to contribute, I look forward to receiving your correspondence within the next two weeks.
Flameo!
“Electronic voice phenomena (EVP) are electronically generated noises that resemble speech, but are not the result of intentional voice recordings or renderings.”
The act of capturing EVP activity to support paranormal research is a source of much contention between skeptics and believers. Dead Voices; White Noise disregards the arguments and goes straight to the heart of the matter – the recordings. Tracks for this compilation should include EVP recordings, either as samples to complement a composition, or manipulated to become the basis of the composition itself. Preference will be given to submissions that fit the standard Intelligent Machinery project motif: dark ambient, noise and drone.
Public Domain and Creative Commons EVP recordings can be found at Archive.org
For submission information, click the Contact button above. Deadline May 15, 2011.
Sitting here in my sassy spandex polo shirt, chugging red wine like it’s Christ’s blood and I’m the most discriminating of vampires, I was struck with a bit of the Divine Inspiration™. It is high time to fill that sad and empty Compilation box in the right navigation bar, and I finally have an idea I think might fit the bill.
Dead Voices; White Noise will explore the contentious world of Electronic Voice Phenomenon, featuring tracks that contain, in some form, EVP recordings. These recordings can be integrated as samples to complement composed work, or can be manipulated to form the basis of the composition.
Public domain and Creative Commons source material can be found at Archive.org.
Submission deadline May 15, 2011. Use the Contact button above for submission information, if you’re otherwise uninitiated. Cheers!
Last night I did the unthinkable; the unimaginable; the unconscionable: Last night I sang karaoke. In violation of a years long treaty with the agents of common decency, I succumbed to the forces of silliness and sang in honor of my best friend’s birthday. The night had been fun up until that point… Simple apologies are insufficient consolation for the crime I have committed. Redemption will be difficult to find.
C. Reider, fellow aural oddball, released over the weekend a tribute to himself, in the form of a three-volume remix compilation featuring his work remixed by dozens of experimental artists. A track from my secret project (the astute reader should figure this one out quickly enough) appears along with tracks from a handful of some of my favorite noise and ambient artists – SIGHUP, Mystified, Gurdonark, Pavonine, ENE and Red Fog.
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I’m listening now and have yet to hear anything that I haven’t enjoyed.
I had seen adverts around town for a gallery at the local art museum for “Nick Cave – Meet Me At The Center Of The Earth” and I thought – “Whoa! Nick Cave has an art gallery? Weird. I must see this.” As it turns out, none of this is untrue, it’s simply not THE Nick Cave, just SOME Nick Cave. Fortunately I didn’t have to spend my money to find this out, and allegedly there’s a plaque in the exhibit that explains that this is not the Nick Cave you are looking for. Seems to me like there should be some manner of elucidation in the adverts. I’m quite certain I would have demanded my money back had I paid to see an art gallery by Nick Cave, and it was not THE Nick Cave.
I got a super ridiculous vintage shirt from a thrift store yesterday. It made me smile. Though it is rather more bold than what I’m used to wearing, so it may take me a while to work up to wearing it with the pride it so obviously requires. Baby steps.
Listening to this C. Reider release is inspiring me to get back to the new Controlled Dissonance material at which I have been picking. Time to get crackin’.
Nil desperandum, dears.