We welcome the return of Christian Doil to Buddhist on Fire.
With sunlight and reflections on a poetic journey. This starts at home in
the glass cabinet, then goes to the sea, in the treetops, in the
microcosm of snow, drop and foam, under a bridge, on a paved path, on
wet road pavement, to the stars, and through the window back in the
glass cabinet. The 16 tracks that cover the light ambient album
reflected on the subject of "light" again. The tunes I played on a kalimba and edited later. Parallel I translate the individual light-themes in the painting.
and greetings from Mainz / Germany.
My feeling is that as far as creativity is concerned, isolation is required. The creative person is, in any case, continually working at it. His mind is shuffling his information at all times, even when he is not conscious of it. The presence of others can only inhibit this process, since creation is embarrassing. For every new good idea you have, there are a hundred, ten thousand foolish ones, which you naturally do not care to display.
- Isaac Asimov, Isaac Asimov’s Advice for Being Creative (1959)
I was previewing this, considering if I should release it on Buddhist on Fire. It really hit the spot. It has a quiet contemplative sound that I needed just as I was listening to it. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.
This piece represents a blending of my recent forays into guitar-based, Fripp-style delays with the post-effect manipulations of previous works. It was an improvisation recorded in one take with no overdubbing. Subsequent treatments included added reverb, stretching, and minor equalization. Only free libre open-source software was used at all stages.
Recorded November 2015 at Libresonic
Additional editing February 2016
Cover painting by Thomas Park, used under CC BY / Rotated 90-degrees with titles added.
I've tried to incorporate different approaches with the creative methods I've been using over the last 2 years. This piece is still guitar-based and was still actually played live and in one pass (i.e. no overdubs.) I did end up doing some post production work with it making closer in sound to my earlier works, however. I like that I've evolved my technique to where I could approximate this in a live setting, but I enjoy being able to massage the sound into something else as well. All in all, I think this piece was a good balance between the two.
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
- T. S. Eliot, Preface to Transit of Venus: Poems by Harry Crosby (1931)
CDRX a citizen of Elgaland-Vargaland began making music in 1996. He started as Cereal Killer and does audio manipulation and mixes using sound bites, field recordings, loops, distortions and harsh noise. CDRX has created and released a number of cds via his own label Bad For Health Records. "I listen to a lot of industrial, ambient and concrete music but also metal, folk and pop."
He takes his inspiration from the likes of Nurse With Wound, Pierre Henry, Final and Aidan Baker and many more.
If I could only live at a pitch that is near madness
When everything is as it was in my childhood
Violent, vivid, and of infinite possibility:
That the sun and moon broke over my head.
-participants choose any kind
of written text (a piece of prose, poetry, fragment of news,broadcast
text,or a text written in machine or any other programming language
etc, or any kind of text or string of words or grouped syllable they
themselves created) and sing it
-the track could contain an
accompanying instrument as well. If you hate your singing or your
singing voice, you can also read the text and make a musical
accompaniment by using that one instrument..
-track duration: 1min minimum; no maximum
- the text sung could be in any language you choose, be it an existing, fake or extinct language, machine code,programming languages, syllabic experimentation.linguistic experiments etc.
A totalitarian state is in effect a theocracy, and its ruling caste, in order to keep its position, has to be thought of as infallible. But since, in practice, no one is infallible, it is frequently necessary to rearrange past events in order to show that this or that mistake was not made, or that this or that imaginary triumph actually happened. Then, again, every major change in policy demands a corresponding change of doctrine and a revaluation of prominent historical figures.
- George Orwell, The Prevention of Literature (1946)
Tea Drones is a foray into the hypnotic world of the drone. A world where melody is redundant and texture is key. If sound could have a colour the names of these excursions are what I imagine it might be like.
The album came to me in middle of 2013 whilst I was working at a call center in Canberra, Australia. During my morning and afternoon tea breaks I was often found staring at my iPhone working furiously in NanoStudio. Escaping the corporate world. Experimenting. Coming to grips with the concept of making music with just a touch screen.
The original sketches stayed untouched for a further two years until I regained the love I needed to bring them into the wider world. I imported all of the NanoStudio rendered audio into Ableton and gave them the warmth and shine I felt they deserved.
Special thanks to Sarah for tolerating my absences during the polishing process and to John Tocher for his support.
Thinkers are not a welcome addition to most social situations.
Buddhist on Fire welcomes the return of Stefan Paulus with his release "Halo From Inside The Mountains": crafted using field recordings made over the course of a year in the mountains of Appenzell in Switzerland it thus encompasses all seasons.
This work incorporates field recordings of the territory of Appenzell and of the traditional and pre-modern rituals of the locals.
Appenzell is a small mountain county in the eastern part of the Swiss Alps. The mountain ridge of the Alpstein is crossing the high plateau of Appenzell with the highest mountain called “Säntis” – the holy mountain, 8208ft above sea level.
The Alpstein area has many unexplored caves. I wander there with mountaineers and cave explorers.
The pre-modern rituals take place by the end of the year when groups of men running with bells and chimes through the small mountain villages, singing and chanting and doing an old form of the yodel – the “Naturjodel”. In the early morning they come from remote hamlets, walk from house to house to wish the people a happy new year and to exorcize the evil spirits from the old year. Their faces are hidden behind masks and they wear horrific costumes made of materials from animals of the backwoods. For hundreds of years these rituals have taken place on that Swiss plateau. Nobody knows exactly where these rituals comes from.
These rituals and inner mountain exploring tours gave the record and the songs their name: “Halo From Inside The Mountains” And “Pilgrimage To The Internal Entrance Of Mt. Säntis” + “Subterranean Contemplation In A Pyrith Labyrinth”. More information, images and raw sounds of the rituals can be found at the website of Stefan Paulus: nowhere-nowhere.org
Sometimes, when one is moving silently through such an utterly desolate landscape, an overwhelming hallucination can make one feel that oneself, as an individual human being, is slowly being unraveled. The surrounding space is so vast that it becomes increasingly difficult to keep a balanced grip on one's own being. The mind swells out to fill the entire landscape, becoming so diffuse in the process that one loses the ability to keep it fastened to the physical self.
- Haruki Murakami
…the places are what remain, are what you can possess, are what is immortal. They become the tangible landscape of memory, the places that made you, and in some way you too become them
Summer. Sun. Dark clouds gather. 3 clock in the afternoon. Crackles and thunders, there is something in the air. A summer storm. The 37-minute one-shot track joins six ambient soundscapes pieces together, surrounded by field recordings of a summer thunderstorm in Mainz. Sound sources and feedback includes a baby monitor, chandeliers, a microwave and an oven alarm clock.
Here is the ghost
Of a summer that lived for us,
Here is a promise
Of summer to be.
Performed live on stillstream.fm Mother's Day evening May 10, 2015 using midi controller, Linux, Hackintosh, field recordings and various samples. Music fashioned using the buddhalizer --a virtual extension of my imagination.
All Grove of Whispers performances are improvised. Nothing is ever planned or orchestrated. Somehow, sometimes it works out. Somehow usually it works out.
Dedicated to my mother Margaret Pelaitai. Thank you for always being there. I love you mom.
I feel that the surrealists have created a series of valid external landscapes which have their direct correspondences within our own minds.
HARSH MACHINES es el resultado de un proceso creativo entre los autores que empieza en el trabajo de campo que realiza Atilio Doreste, y el posterior feedback electrónico de José Guillén, por medio de procesos digitales del audio original. El punto de partida es siempre lo que podemos llamar un suceso fonográfico enfocado hace la parte menos amable del un mecanismo cotidiano. El lado áspero de la máquina se interpreta desde su potencial expresivo, para llevarlo a un extremo de excitación sonora compleja, y de múltiples capas. Son artefactos resonantes que enfrentan al lado oscuro de cada mecanismo, para transmutarlo en un estado anímico diferente o, al menos, extrañado.
Es así que HELLO WORLD interpreta el sistema electrónico de los ascensores de un centro comercial; OPEN LOOP explota hasta lo excéntrico, el tránsito vibratorio de las vías de tren en el extrarradio de una gran ciudad; INOPERATIVE INTERFACES explora la complejidad sonora de un cuarto de una universidad en el que funcionan cientos de ordenadores en la realización de cálculos de investigaciones científicas online, BACKFED PARASITES acomete el desarrollo de las señales hacia un Smartphone que transmite un pequeño amplificador que es invadido por interferencias en retroalimentación.
Mayo de 2015 en las Islas Canarias.
Quote=I believe that the justification of art is the internal combustion it ignites in the hearts of men and not its shallow, externalized, public manifestations. The purpose of art is not the release of a momentary ejection of adrenalin but is, rather, the gradual, lifelong construction of a state of wonder and serenity.