no.8


particles of sound



I am sitting on the floor in someone's warehouse lounge. 
Down the end stand two people 
turning dials, 
twiddling knobs. 
Torben stands over Jasmine as she fits 
herself under him to tweak a level...

I have said before that 
	minit's(Jasmine Guffond and Torben Tilly) 
music has a nostalgic ring, a certain hollowness 
and that this nostalgia is perhaps a desire for 
space, for room. Except this is not a desire for 
the countryside, for wide open space but a desire 
for space within the confines of this city we 
find ourselves in. It is something in the air 
of minit's music, a quiet open scored effect.

Listening to them play at Sound Particle #2 
makes me see this even more. Unlike much music 
theirs creates pictures, images. I can't help but see 
scenes to go with the sound. 
		This sound is miles from disembodied. 
		Beats/pulses are pushed way back, 
effects cover them only letting them out 
in the gaps. And the effects...
they jump in move around for a while then disappear...

Maybe this roominess added something to the discomfort 
I saw while they played. 
	People talked, moved around, were distracted, restless, unsettled...

	this was not the case when Size played...
the audience was serious, stuck or walking out!





I read somewhere recently that 
'There's a time to talk and a time to listen..."


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