Category Archives: Compositions

Atom Bomb Blast, Nevada, 1953.

A still from the original military nuclear test film

At Yucca Flat, Nevada, in 1953 the U.S military and local civilians were invited to watch an atomic blast. It was thought that by observing the explosion the civilians’ fears of radioactive fallout would be eased.

Unlike many other military films documenting atomic blasts this particular film includes audio of the countdown, the delayed explosion, and the reaction of people on the ground. The declassified film can be viewed at the National Archives.

This is the second in my series featuring archival audio of events and interviews – the subjects have been chosen for their heightened relevance in today’s political and social climate.

Baldwin said …

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James Baldwin image Vanity Fair

James Baldwin comments before Martin Luther King’s final speech at the Men and Women in the Arts Concerned with Vietnam: benefit for Martin Luther King (1968).

49 years after these words were spoken Baldwin’s comments have a heightened sense of relevance. Racial intolerance, religious tensions, civil unrest, territorial ambitions … how far have we come?

Visit the internet archive to hear Baldwin and King’s speech in full.

Tallinn

Tallinn

Contact microphones attached to a hotel window

 

Tallinn, Estonia, 2013. Early in the morning listening to the traffic below the hotel window. The sound of the quotidian sounding exotic in this unfamiliar terrain.

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The act of recording that morning has deeply imprinted that simple moment into my memory. I remember a light layer of snow in the gutters slowly melting under a weak winter’s sun, the sound of traffic drifting according to the changes in the traffic lights.

 

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It was the only recording I made while in Tallinn. I preferred to walk the streets without the feeling of urgency to capture sounds.

 

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Years later, on the other side of the world, I listened again to that recording. With the aid of filters I pushed the recording beyond its original form. The traffic droned and washed past in previously unrealised pitches and tones. Somehow this distortion mirrored the evolution of memory, it established a new truth.

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Filters, oscillators, each eliciting the hidden potential within one sustained note. Many an hour has been spent listening to the variations within synthesised tones and field recordings alike. Sitting in the darkness with headphones on it is easy to get lost between layers of sound. A gentle and gradual process of exploration where time is lost, the mind moving beyond the structure of the clock, instead we are transported by sound itself.

Road Trip: Snowy Mountains

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A road trip into the Snowy Mountains region. Driving south from Canberra we entered foggy valleys with yellow grassland. Leaving the city behind we were ready for a new landscape, something to jolt our senses into a renewed state.

And then it began. Road-kill to the left and right. Wombats, kangaroos, emus, wallabies. Not a kilometre without bloated corpses defrosting in the early morning wintery sun.

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At first we counted the number of dead wombats we passed. Not native to our home region we had been excited at the prospect of seeing them in the wild. As the number increased we told each other they were sleeping by the side of the road but this feeble joke grew old pretty quickly.

We soon entered a region where even the vegetation was dying. Huge old Monaro eucalyptus trees standing like skeletons, their fate not changing from one field to the next.

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Researching it later we had unknowingly passed through a 2000 square kilometre area regarded as a tree graveyard. For over two decades the eucalyptus trees have been dying leaving behind an eerie landscape.

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We finally arrived at the Snowy Mountains. The mountainsides were characterised by lines of thin white tree trucks. They were the remnants of forest that had burnt to the ground in bushfires in 2003. Bleak, devastated, silent.

Walking through the countryside it was hard to feel uplifted. Signs of loss were everywhere. Many reports suggested the Snow Gums were not growing back.

We stayed in the area for 3 days. On our last night we watched the breaking news of a mass shooting in Orlando. We fell into silence.

Driving back north we again passed the corpses of the local wildlife. They hadn’t moved since days before, still sleeping in the midday sun.