Track 1 : the coronavirus blues
Track 2
Track 3
Track 4
Track 5 : polylith
Track 6
Track 7 : The Devil and the Deep Blue Sea
Track 8
As human beings we live our lives in time but during the global pandemic our relationship with time has been altered, weeks fly by while days drag on. Our sense of ourselves is tied up in what we want to achieve or become, but the future has been paused and a self-reflective malaise has taken hold. We have all become disconnected from the future, we are stuck in the present. With an increasingly unclear future this is now the ideal moment to explore and challenge our understanding of time.
We have always had a complicated relationship with time. The clock made capitalism possible, ‘because, without some means of exact time keeping industrial capitalism could never have developed and could not continue to exploit the workers, the clock represents an element of mechanical tyranny in the lives of modern [people] more potent than any individual exploiter or than any other machine.’
Time, before clocks, felt more fluid. As days get longer or shorter by tiny increments working days altered to coincide. Pre clocks our life was dictated by light, still an annually repetitive marker of the passage of time but far less systemised, is it possible to get back to that experience?
Humans seem to have a deep connection to timing in music. The rhythmic pace of walking, the movement of our limbs, the beating of our heart, our breathing all tends to follow a time-signatures. To disrupt them sits uncomfortably and challenges our preconception, exploring the regular, the rhythmic, the jarring and anxiety inducing. Imperfection has underpinned my work and I use the unmusical to comment on my failures. To play ‘badly’ is to play either out-of-tune or out-of-time, these two constraints seem to be the key differences between music and sound.
These videos are presented a series of twelve in the form of a concept album where each ‘track’ is a stand alone pieces but the collection of twelve also works as one piece or album.
‘A present without a future, is a life that feels less worth living, because it is a life haunted by the shadow of futility’.