“There’s nothing wrong with pretty music.” Jonathan Bunce—author of this issue’s feature on Canada’s new pop adventurists—is talking with me about the twenty-one-year-old singer–songwriter known as Grimes. Her song “Crystal Ball,” and its sequenced, synthesizer-harp intro, drum-machine rhythm track, and reverb vocals, had put me in mind of synth-pop and Bjørk. Bunce goes on toContinue reading “Alt-Experimental, New Music’s Fragmented Future”
Author Archives: Musicworks
Craft, Fearlessness, And Imagination Meet Technology
We are sitting in a darkened theatre watching a global collective of musicians making new music. But there’s no one on stage. Instead, we are looking at and listening to an audiovisual projection of the performers playing telematically through an online three-dimensional virtual-reality platform. I am gobsmacked that these performers from around the world areContinue reading “Craft, Fearlessness, And Imagination Meet Technology”
Creating Truth To Power
Sound is territory. Birds know it, young men in boom cars know it, and the U.S. military’s Psychological Operations Company knows it. So when it was announced that the integrated security unit charged with enforcing the law during the G20 meetings in Toronto last June could chose to use the sonic cannon’s 150 decibels toContinue reading “Creating Truth To Power”
Turn On, Tune In, But Don’t Turn Down
Imagine you are walking down a crowded street, or say, sitting on public transit, or maybe even waiting in a public place for an appointment. Now close your eyes. What do you hear? Chances are, you will hear, bleeding through the ambient background noise in this imagined scenario, a distinctive tell-tale sound—the high frequency, narrowContinue reading “Turn On, Tune In, But Don’t Turn Down”
Radio Is Dead! Long Live Radio!
I received my first radio at the age of ten. Battery-powered and small enough to be handheld, it had an antenna long enough to pick up signals in my southern Ontario bedroom from exotic downtown Detroit. It arrived in my life on Christmas Day as a present from my Uncle Ted. I still remember theContinue reading “Radio Is Dead! Long Live Radio!”
Tim Hecker
It’s a sensation particular to staying up all night—that in-between place on the cusp of complete exhaustion and utter lucidity, where fatigue and receptivity somehow reach a simultaneous peak. No longer fighting to stay awake, you’re charged with a directionless urgency, susceptible to the slightest resonance. Attention roams like a bright focused light searching forContinue reading “Tim Hecker”
Zosha Di Castri is looking for action
An eighty-four-foot, mixed-media triptych spans a wall at the Museum of Modern Art in New York. With three huge scrolls, each three feet high, arranged on the wall in three rows, it’s an elaborate montage on a stark, white backdrop. Photographs, texts, drawings, and lithographs make up the whole. The piece, (Untitled) 2008–2011 (the mapContinue reading “Zosha Di Castri is looking for action”
Listening as Territory
“I grew up in a tiny village in the North Yorkshire Moors,” explains British sound artist Mark Peter Wright. “I was always outdoors, and I collected anything and everything: stones, feathers, empty shotgun cartridges.” Now in his early thirties and based in London, Wright is still actively involved with landscape, but his childhood enthusiasm forContinue reading “Listening as Territory”
A Few More Words About Times Square
Max Neuhaus’ permanent sound installation, Times Square (1977–1992; 2002–present), has become a place that I visit every time I find myself in New York City. There is something about revisiting it, spending some time standing on the pedestrian traffic island between Forty-Fifth and Forty-Sixth Streets listening to the clatter of footsteps pace across the concrete,Continue reading “A Few More Words About Times Square”
Jean-François Laporte
A maze of thin, transparent hose bundled by lock ties runs along the walls and floors of a spacious studio painted white from floor to ceiling. At the back of the studio near a tool and supply room, an air compressor kicks into action with a thump. Hissing air begins filling the lengthy veins ofContinue reading “Jean-François Laporte”