Early July of last year, 2018, WeiWei and I had the great pleasure of flying over to Austria and there participated in Wolfgang Dorninger's superb Cassette Culture Node.Linz exhibition and events, in and around the beautiful Ursulinenhof Foyer on the OK Platz in the OÖ Kulturquartier, the cultural heart of the city of Linz.
Wolfgang's invitation gave me a much appreciated chance to review, update and re-visit my Found Tapes Exhibition, that for quite some years already had pretty much lain dormant.
The FTE (http://foundtapes.soundblog.net) is my collection of restored magnetic audiotape trash, some of the reel-to-reel kind, but most of it is - or used to be - cassette tape.
I began to pick up discarded audio tapes as part of my everyday movements in and around Paris in the early spring of 2002, and soon developed sort of a sixth sense for the presence of outdoor tape trash. Or maybe it rather is an aberration, a mental tick of sorts, but while walking, cycling or driving I will -inescapably and unfalteringly- spot, in many cases already from great distance, any wad or sling of magnetic tape that finds itself on or near my path. Over the past years seventeen years, but mainly from 2002 to 2012, I thus salvaged near to 800 distinct broken and trashed magnetic audio tapes, in Paris, Amsterdam, Maastricht, Brussels, Berlin, New York and wherever else I happened to pass. Some of these still more or less intact, but most of them reduced to clods, knots and wads, that I picked up from the shoulders of highways, from pavements and lawns, that I fished out of gutters, covered in dust, mud and dog’s shit, that I untied from fences, from poles, from branches in bushes and trees, where once they got caught, trapped, shredded and torn, where they were worn, warped and wasted by rain, wind, sand and pollution.
Seven hundred and ten (710) of these bits and strings (all finds that I collected up to early 2011) I subsequently painstakingly untied and unknotted, I spooled them back into empty cassette cases, put those into a cassette player, pressed play and listened... All of it then was digitalised and documented in a continuing online ‘travelogue’, an always evolving Exhibition of Found Tapes. In the course of the years the digitalised often badly injured audio - the digitalising was 'straight, no chasers' - got concatenated into a dazzling fourteen hours and counting collage, a found 'plunder-sym-phony', that - a nod to the French high speed trains - I have baptised the TGC, the « Très Grande Collage (m/f) ».
The TGC gives a unique and utterly fascinating glimpse of the massive audio memory that was built up worldwide in the span of the three decades (1980 – 2010) that the compact audio cassette was a common household item, routinely put to use for the recording and playing back of every thinkable kind of music, for the keeping of messages by the answering machines that were attached to practically every telephone line, as a tool for dictation, as an aid for the learning of languages, as a medium for audio plays, for preaching, praying and meditation, for advertising and political propaganda, for the recording of private thoughts and reflections to be sent as audio letters to friends, family or lovers, for storing the software that ran on the earliest types of our personal computers...
All of the TGC, the fourteen (14) hour chain of street-trash-found sound bits and pieces can be heard a couple of times in one single stretch on the Berlin based online Radio On, curated & run by Rinus van Alebeek and Adrian Shephard, this February month of 2019. Due to timezone differences, the precise dates and hours that you can listen will vary from place to place, but the next two TGC-streams are programmed to start, in European time, Wednesday February 13th at 4am, and then again on Monday February 18th at 6pm ... Check Radio On's schedule for your local times!
The ongoing massive digitisation and cloud-i-fication has meanwhile made magnetic audio tape near to obsolete, at least as an everyday household thing on a par with toilet paper and tissues. Hence the once ubiquitous tape trash all but disappeared from our cityscapes. It is the reason why since 2012 the number of my tape trash finds has been near to exponentially decreasing I still find them though, occasionally, and continue the collection. In the near future I will extend the TGC with the about 60, 70 finds that I picked up between 2011 and now. Just you wait and see…
TGC on Radio On: http://www.radio-on-berlin.com/?p=9009
Found Tapes Exhibition site: http://foundtapes.soundblog.net
Read more: http://harsmedia.com/SoundBlog/Archief/00844.php
Five years ago, in the early evening of October 18th 2013, magister Rébus invited me and Jean Bordé -the Jimi H. of the double bass- to come over to a small pottery workshop in the 11th arrondissement of the French capital, to perform there with two visiting musicians: the Japanese piano player Yoko Miura and the Vietnamese composer, DJ and organizer Doan Tri Minh, who then was visiting Paris 'for research and networking'. And so the five of us performed, with no audience, other than the pots, plates and vases of ceramist Marie Latour.
Later that same evening together we walked the 900 meters northward to La Générale, a spacey early 20th century industrial building opposite the 11th arrondissement's town hall, that since 2009 is managed by a collective of designers, film makers and performing artists including Rébus, and set up by them as a laboratory for independent art and sociopolitical activism, unique in Paris. The collective rents this amazing space from the city of Paris for but little money, with the permission to use it, only to this strictly non-commercial end, as a creative hub and as a breeding ground for the performing arts.
In La G's back room we shoved one piano next to another and there continued to perform and record, witnessed by only the ears of a digital audio recorder, the eyes of a digital camera and those of the racks and the handles and the cables and the lamps and the cloths and the boxes and the cans and the bottles and the wood, the tools and the tips and the stands and the brushes, the extensions, the cords and adapters that were stored there for who- or whatever in future days would have need and use for it, to create, to instruct, to construct, to destruct.
That evening serendipitously gave birth to unPublic, an ongoing series of free musonic speculations that differ from concerts only in that they are not concerts.
In unPublic magister Rébus and I - almost always together, but occasionally alone - meet up to perform in the absence of whatever audience with fellow artists, friends and visiting artists-musicians, that contact us when their voyaging or small or big touring brings them to Paris. Or, the other way round, with the artists-musicians that we look up or meet when, for whatever reason, we go out and trot around elsewhere on this globe.
Concerts that are not concerts ask for little to nothing in term of logistics. In principle any odd room will do as a space, any odd hour as a time; and both can be agreed upon at the very last minute.
It it thus that in the five years of its existence we managed to go unPublic in a barn in the Swiss alps, on the beach of the South Korean island of Dae-Bo, in an artist's studio and a cellar in Berlin, in the American library and at the IRCAM in Paris, down under a small independent record store in Taipei, in galleries in Tainan (also Taiwan), in Tokyo, in Seoul, in Montreal, in Paris, in private homes in Lazaropole (Macedonia), Kaohsiung (Taiwan), in Brussels, in Belgrade, in Paris and in several of its suburbs, with the different spaces of La Générale (the cellar, the kitchen, the back room, the big hall, the upper floors) as our base by default.
Each of the unPublics is documented by means of a digital audio album, and all of the albums are available as 'name your price' downloads at Bandcamp. The albums are based on the digital recordings that are made of the events. It is always me that prepares the recordings for their release, a preparation that includes mastering but may also include any number -between nil and very many- of cuts and edits. Nothing ever though is added afterwards (well, okay, sometimes there is, but that is really exceptional, in very, very, very rare cases only). As a matter of fact, in an absolute sense, the editing and collaging applied is pretty minimal (again, there are exceptions, but they are few).
Crux though is, that the sound of all unPublic recordings will have passed thru my ears before they reach yours. It is what makes up their unity, and is an essential ingredient. It is what lends unPublic a typical 'one thing'-ness, together with the continuing presence of magister Rébus's and my own musonic contributions. These account for several of the recurring 'themes' that an ardent listener and/or future analyst will readily perceive throughout the series, e.g. the dictaphonic manipulation of a - limited number - of cassette tape recordings, which can be heard to resound, again and again, in ever changing formats and contexts, on different occasions, and texts read and words spoken/sung in a great many different languages. Other typical permutations and counterpoints are in the re-appearance of contributors, that may be heard performing within unPublic at different times, at different places, always as part of a different ensemble. No two unPublics ever yet were done by the same group of players.
In the five years of its existence, between the October 18th's of 2013 and 2018, there have been 56 unPublic editions, with a total of 132 contributors of 27 different nationalities, which resulted in 56 digital albums comprising 247 tracks with a total playing time of 2 days 1 hour 52 minutes and 56 seconds.
Each of the editions comes with its own story, with its own anecdotes; some of them are decidedly low-profile, some are prolific. Just to name one, there was the 2013 'Cassettes, Candles & Champagne' solstice ritual, which we did on the 21st of December on La Générale's second floor. Beside being an unPublic, this early (4th) edition also marked the end of a year of 'Lang Leve Lou Ottens'- events (Lou Ottens is the Dutch engineer that, as head of a Philips R&D team, in the early 1960's invented the audio cassette), with which we, all along the year 2013, commemorated - in our ways - the 50th birthday of the audio cassette tape. The 4th unPublic's composition was sort of akin to that of Hal McGee's dictaphone recordings assemblage pieces: I asked the four participants to bring a cassette player with built-in speaker and a, fully recorded, C60 audio cassette. Each of the four cassette players then was placed on a corner of a small rectangular low table. We then played back the four cassettes simultaneously, and recorded the resulting assemblage in double stereo, with a digital recorder placed in the middle of the rectangle.
Each of the editions comes with its own particular reason to be. Like the 48th one, that we did last year on the 10th of November in one of the studios of the prestigious IRCAM Institute for Research and Coordination in Acoustics/Music, underground the place Igor-Stravinsky opposite the Pompidou Center in Paris, as an -unpublic- contribution to an international conference on Music & Hacking, organized by the IRCAM, to which Rébus and I had been invited as lecturers.
More important, though, as both magister Rébus and myself continue to stress, is the emergence of a whole that is not, as it were, a mere heap, but something beside the parts. (I stole that line from Aristotle's 'Metaphysics', haha, indeed book VIII, chapter VI). Ten years ago, way back in 2008, Rébus and I wrote the (first part of) a longish article on electroacoustic improvisation as metalanguage and fixed point. It appeared in 2009, in Hungarian translation ('Az elektroakusztikus improvizáció mint metanyelv és rögzített pont'), in a collection of essays on 'Performance in the medial age of technology' that was published by the department of media and communication of the University of Szeged. The main guiding example in our studies then was Diktat. This, you may recall, is our quartet with Jean Bordé on double bass and with Staaltape's Rinus van Alebeek, like me and Rébus, on dictaphones. In their continuing evolution Diktat and hence, a fortiori, the unPublic (not unjustly qualified by Rinus as a 'meta-Diktat') can be seen as realizing fixed points in the vast and fast expanding realm of freely improvised, nonacademic electroacoustic music that, rather than 'experimental', we prefer to call 'speculative', and that as part of a basically oral tradition readily and notably can and has, by several, also before us, been identified as a (post-)contemporary form of urban folk.
For the unPublic lustrum celebration, on the 18th October of this year 2018 we drove down in FlexRex's Daicar to the southern suburb of Bures-sur-Yvette. There, within the confines of magister Rébus's living room, we welded a 56th unPublic, delving into the vast collection of instruments and other sound producing de-vices that magister Rébus has stowed in an upstairs room, near to impenetrable due to the collection's sheer volume. (Another part of it is in La Générales's cellar.)
Yoko Miura was with us again, like the very first time, five years ago. Also part of the unPublic lustrum crew were Paula Velez, a saxophone player originally from Columbia, our long time friend & vintage electronics specialist FlexRex, and Yungwei from Taipei, who took the pictures and read a few lines in Dutch, about een pinguin en een papagaai, and some more on de eb en de zee.
Jean Bordé, however, sadly did not make it down to Bures that night. His double bass would not enter the Daicar, so he had to take a train from Paris. But confronted with the dense rush hour crowds that packed the platforms at the Châtelet station, he had given up and went back home.
"C'est insupportable," he texted, "les quais sont saturés. Je suis désolé de ne pas partager la soirée. Je rentre à la maison!"
Harold Schellinx aka Har$ has been speculatively exploring some of the less trodden paths in music, writing, mathematics and other arts, ever since his seminal stirrings within the experimental post-punk DIY / ULTRA scene in the Amsterdam of the late 1970s/early 1980s .