New Abalonia rises
…in which we overreach once again…
Dave will be reusing the PYO(m)C engine live at soundpedro2022 to create a soundtrack for Sovereign State of Mind: Anthem of New Abalonia at the Angels Gate Cultural Center on June 4.
pouring my own (musique) concrète
…in which I finally release Pour Your Own (musique) Concrète. Sort of.
Originally imagined as a gallery installation, the web-hosted version has been optimized for smart-phone use by the socially distanced.
rewriting history
We come in peace.
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Spam by Meme
Source material for Oracle du Jour, part of our Long Beach SoundWalk 2012 project. All but the introduction was ported directly from our former wiki.
our next overhaul
We’ll soon port most of our sound libraries to other sites, dump unused platform features, and get back to field exploration.
Blessings for the Bees of the Dead
Jacob‘s long fascination with apiculture–he is an active member of the Long Beach Beekepers–and our incipient dread of the impact of species collapse suggested our theme for soundpedro 2019.
a sonic challenge
…in which we also post a retread and a promise… My pal Dave Hood recently left me some tips about how to approach the Hetch Hetchy aqueduct to get a field recording.
the world’s best rain stick
…in which repairs lead to forensics… My wife calls it “the world’s best rain stick,” especially when it has gone temporarily missing from its usual place and she is hunting it down for some reason.
Bay Bridge Assay 2
…in which we try again…with extended reach! Bay Bridge Assay 2—our second visit to the San Francisco-Oakland Bay Bridge—took place on March 19, 2016. My primary objective was to collect some actual cable samples; secondary was to introduce Jacob to yet another bridge. As mentioned in Bay Bridge Assay 1, safety barriers prevented me from […]
spring
Remembering Paul Davis, DS ’77, d. January 2014. Jacob and I took a walk in Alviso the other day—that’s where the pictures here were taken—and got talking about this letter, briefly. We walked and watched as little squalls came up over the hills from the coast, most passing a few miles to the north, heading […]
