I hear "noise" as music if I want
to hear the sounds. If I do not want to
hear the sounds, it is noise, whatever the
source, whatever the time...
I ask myself, can I stretch my idea of sounds
and music to appreciate what is before me?
Requiem for an
Using a simple synthesizer, Sara Santos,
aka, Bird Paradigma creates a textured wash
of bits in degrees of smoothness, often
at high speed. Most of the album is like
Now, kick into high gear, scrape, squeal,
shift into a high speed, car, waterfall,
airplane, rapid thought, mutate, mutate!
Putrid brain cells
(live rec for MiMi)
This piece explores, to me shifts between
degrees of pleasant to slightly annoying
sounds and how they move between each others
in layers. Sand, water blast and rinse those
Upfront, this piece highlights that the
pieces all meander in micro tonal increments
as textures. I do hear shifts between tonal
areas, which filter the way the textures
Seems to ge back and forth, arpeggio-like...Melodies
appear here and there through the mist of
texture, like in a sound shower....Nice
shifts in speed on this one too.
“Nothingness” perhaps means
that the sounds are sounds, sounds are there
and then shift away, to nothingness....
Closure for solo
.........begins very smoothly, as a relief
to the rougher textures before?
I hear a type of melody peeking out from
underneath the washes of textures.
Smooth? always relative, in dry chords in
a wet setting...messing with my expectations...
..........created using textural lines,
connecting as an owl...
...can you hear the textures in a wise way?