nula.cc : source of the nula filecasts http://nula.cc/index.php source of the nula filecasts nula rss.php en-us editor@nula.cc (Lloyd Dunn) http://nula.cc/lib/img/insignium.svg nula.cc : source of the nula filecasts http://nula.cc/index.php 128 128 source of the nula filecasts nula.cc The source of a series of filecasts, nula.cc offers works comprising sounds, images, or words, made available for download, sharing, commentary, and further manipulation. File­casts are gen­er­al­ly, though not ex­clus­ive­ly, cre­ated from found ma­ter­ial or field recordings, assembled together with original source material. The ten­den­cy here will simp­ly be to let the works speak for themselves as much as possible. nula.cc editor@nula.cc no Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 59033 from my window nula http://nula.cc/

59033 from my window.

A dawn recording of birds and rain from my window overlooking a wooded park. The park is home to many doves, jays, magpies and numerous kinds of little birds I don’t know the names of. It forms my contribution to the compilation Pass it on ~ Early Morning Soundscapes ⨀.  

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A dawn recording of birds and rain from my window overlooking a wooded park. The park is home to many doves, jays, magpies and numerous kinds of little birds I don’t know the names of. It forms my contribution to the compilation Pass it on ~ Early Morning Soundscapes ⨀.   Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/59033 http://nula.cc/59033 9:11 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
59008 unraveling nula http://nula.cc/

59008 unraveling.

 

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  Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/59008 http://nula.cc/59008 9:20 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58999 morning truck nula http://nula.cc/

58999 morning truck.

Blaring local pop music from a horn speaker mounted atop the driver’s cab, trucks arrive early in the morning at a crossroads north of Pune to take workers to the fields, in the mean time waking every one in the nearby guest house up. And so, we take a walk into the nearby countryside over the pastures and fields to find that the red soil glows in the morning sunlight.

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Blaring local pop music from a horn speaker mounted atop the driver’s cab, trucks arrive early in the morning at a crossroads north of Pune to take workers to the fields, in the mean time waking every one in the nearby guest house up. And so, we take a walk into the nearby countryside over the pastures and fields to find that the red soil glows in the morning sunlight. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58999 http://nula.cc/58999 3:01 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58992 afilador nula http://nula.cc/

58992 afilador.

This residential street in the city of Montevideo is quiet in the late afternoon. Someone plays a piano; someone else drives nails with a hammer. There are a few cars and motorbikes. Most striking, however, is the sound of the afilador, whose careering slide whistle lets the neighborhood know that he is available to sharpen their knives.

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This residential street in the city of Montevideo is quiet in the late afternoon. Someone plays a piano; someone else drives nails with a hammer. There are a few cars and motorbikes. Most striking, however, is the sound of the afilador, whose careering slide whistle lets the neighborhood know that he is available to sharpen their knives. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58992 http://nula.cc/58992 3:21 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58985 urfa nula http://nula.cc/

58985 urfa.

I went down into the bazaars of the old city of Urfa (today called Sanlıurfa ) two times that day last July; early in the morning to make photographs, before the business of the day had really begun; and later that day, when the bazaar was in full swing, to capture some of the common sounds of the streets, shops, shoppers, craftsmen at their trades, and the streetside teahouses.

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I went down into the bazaars of the old city of Urfa (today called Sanlıurfa ) two times that day last July; early in the morning to make photographs, before the business of the day had really begun; and later that day, when the bazaar was in full swing, to capture some of the common sounds of the streets, shops, shoppers, craftsmen at their trades, and the streetside teahouses. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58985 http://nula.cc/58985 9:20 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58980 frontier nula http://nula.cc/

58980 frontier.

At the doorway of sleep lies an abyss, ripe for the falling. Careful, now! The ledge is slippery. Soundlessly, a pebble slips over; barely seen, now gone forever. Down below, we see the moon and the stars, spinning light through autumn trees, pets long dead, the faces of loved ones; our advancing peril.

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At the doorway of sleep lies an abyss, ripe for the falling. Careful, now! The ledge is slippery. Soundlessly, a pebble slips over; barely seen, now gone forever. Down below, we see the moon and the stars, spinning light through autumn trees, pets long dead, the faces of loved ones; our advancing peril. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58980 http://nula.cc/58980 10:55 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58963 impromptu nº1 nula http://nula.cc/

58963 impromptu nº1.

I might have as well called this cabin fever, but I decided against it. In our confinements, the mind may wander off to strange corners of the soul, or simply turn outwards and put common household objects to new uses. This impromptu arose from a whim involving a clothes drying rack and two unmatched contact microphones.

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I might have as well called this cabin fever, but I decided against it. In our confinements, the mind may wander off to strange corners of the soul, or simply turn outwards and put common household objects to new uses. This impromptu arose from a whim involving a clothes drying rack and two unmatched contact microphones. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58963 http://nula.cc/58963 6:59 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58952 a poem for burning nula http://nula.cc/

58952 a poem for burning.

A small trusted circle would … memorise each other’s works and circulate them only by oral means. She tells how Akhmatova would write out her poem for a visitor on a scrap of paper to be read in a moment, then burnt in her stove. … “It was like a ritual,” Chukovskaya wrote. “Hands, matches, an ashtray. A ritual beautiful and bitter.”

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A small trusted circle would … memorise each other’s works and circulate them only by oral means. She tells how Akhmatova would write out her poem for a visitor on a scrap of paper to be read in a moment, then burnt in her stove. … “It was like a ritual,” Chukovskaya wrote. “Hands, matches, an ashtray. A ritual beautiful and bitter.” Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58952 http://nula.cc/58952 9:39 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58951 drumming nula http://nula.cc/

58951 drumming.

It is well after sundown when, in a pool of harsh light under a street lamp, we come across a group of young men who have gathered in a circle at a cross street to drum. Called candombe, this is a perfectly ordinary activity on the streets of Montevideo.

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It is well after sundown when, in a pool of harsh light under a street lamp, we come across a group of young men who have gathered in a circle at a cross street to drum. Called candombe, this is a perfectly ordinary activity on the streets of Montevideo. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58951 http://nula.cc/58951 3:42 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58950 fifteen years nula http://nula.cc/

58950 fifteen years.

For about fifteen years of my life, sometime during the late 1980s and 1990s, I "stopped listening to music" and became a non-listener. For me this does not mean that I stopped hearing music, but rather that I stopped listening to it: that is, hearing it with intent.

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For about fifteen years of my life, sometime during the late 1980s and 1990s, I "stopped listening to music" and became a non-listener. For me this does not mean that I stopped hearing music, but rather that I stopped listening to it: that is, hearing it with intent. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58950 http://nula.cc/58950 0 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58925 a quiet city nula http://nula.cc/

58925 a quiet city.

Yesterday, I went out of my apartment into the streets of an unknown city; one largely without people. Each year, Prague welcomes millions of visitors. They swarm the attractions, they choke the streets. They guzzle the beer and drop wads of cash on tasteless trifles. Some swoon at the complete Baroqueness of the city; some leave grafitti on the precious monuments. Sometimes, they carelessly laugh at things taken seriously by Praguers, and sometimes they stand in awe at things the locals find banal. Today, it is as if a tornado has come and swept them all away.

Not just the visitors, but the locals, too. By government decree, beginning at midnight tonight, anyone without a valid reason to be out in public must stay at home. It is for our own safety, and the safety of others.

Yesterevening, I went out one last time before the curtain is drawn. The planet Venus, bright enough to cast a shadow, hangs in the northern sky. Light from a corner večerka (shop with late hours) spills out onto the street as the shopkeeper prepares to close. I stop, not far from Loreta. Standing in the empty streets of Nový Svět (New World), I hear the faraway bell of St. Vitus Cathedral in Hradčany strike eleven o’clock.

What new world awaits us when all of this is over?

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Yesterday, I went out of my apartment into the streets of an unknown city; one largely without people. Each year, Prague welcomes millions of visitors. They swarm the attractions, they choke the streets. They guzzle the beer and drop wads of cash on tasteless trifles. Some swoon at the complete Baroqueness of the city; some leave grafitti on the precious monuments. Sometimes, they carelessly laugh at things taken seriously by Praguers, and sometimes they stand in awe at things the locals find banal. Today, it is as if a tornado has come and swept them all away. Not just the visitors, but the locals, too. By government decree, beginning at midnight tonight, anyone without a valid reason to be out in public must stay at home. It is for our own safety, and the safety of others. Yesterevening, I went out one last time before the curtain is drawn. The planet Venus, bright enough to cast a shadow, hangs in the northern sky. Light from a corner večerka (shop with late hours) spills out onto the street as the shopkeeper prepares to close. I stop, not far from Loreta. Standing in the empty streets of Nový Svět (New World), I hear the faraway bell of St. Vitus Cathedral in Hradčany strike eleven o’clock. What new world awaits us when all of this is over? Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58925 http://nula.cc/58925 4:40 sound, experimental, collage, audio art
58902 st. petersburg metro nula http://nula.cc/

58902 st. petersburg metro.

In St. Petersburg, the metro trains explode into the tunnel stops like black comets, accompanied by a fearsome burst of wind. With seating aligned to the lengths of the cars, there is none of the incessant chatter that you hear in Prague or Budapest. You sit facing a file of strangers, each of whom seems to look straight through you.

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In St. Petersburg, the metro trains explode into the tunnel stops like black comets, accompanied by a fearsome burst of wind. With seating aligned to the lengths of the cars, there is none of the incessant chatter that you hear in Prague or Budapest. You sit facing a file of strangers, each of whom seems to look straight through you. Fri, 10 Jul 2020 12:00:00 +0100 http://nula.cc/58902 http://nula.cc/58902 7:02 sound, experimental, collage, audio art