@suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspended @suspendedwell what are you saying then?
only thirdform talks about things being reactionary cos hes stuck in the ideological battlegrounds of the 19th century, like one of those civil war reenactment socieitys
that's one of the contributing factors
i know we all ignore most youtube embeds but trust me this one's short & unsettling.
this explains the state of my Dad’s porno vids circa 1987
For the last four decades, sound historian David Giovannoni and anthropology professor Donald R. Hill have been building an archive of vernacular wax recordings, intimate early snapshots of American life captured on early phonographic technology. These wax cylinder-based recorders emerged in the commercial marketplace in the late 1890s, and lasted a few decades until they were phased out by more reliable devices. As Giovannoni notes in his press release, it was the first time in human history that we could take "sonic selfies". The set is a pared down look at Giovannoni's collection, currently housed at the University of California and comprising over 500 recordings of animal sounds, private chats, crying babies, reverberating chorals, fiddle improvisations - all sorts.
It's a history lesson, first and foremost, a chance to dip into the home life of regular Americans at the turn of the century. But there's something about the quality of these recordings that makes them especially compelling. Thomas Edison's cylinder phonograph gives everything a distinct feel - you've all heard his 1877 "Mary had a little lamb" skit - and turns the music, dialog and environmental captures into heaving, textural miracles. The rotation of the cylinder provides a faint rhythm - something that's only enhanced when the recordings feature any kind of feedback - and all the dust and recording artefacts slather the adjacent sounds in hoarse, gravelly glitches and static. As such, a relatively mundane French language lesson becomes a galloping, fuzzy mess of oscillating cracks, and a guitar solo is almost drowned out by squelchy whirrs.
weird that no one had ever posted this quote on the forum before. it's like a foundational principle. (or at least it should be.)“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.”
BRIAN ENO, A YEAR WITH SWOLLEN APPENDAGES
“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.”
BRIAN ENO, A YEAR WITH SWOLLEN APPENDAGES