theradius on 10/07/2014 at 11:00AM
PATCH is a series of curated playlists selected from the Radius episode archive. Each playlist is organized around a specific topic or theme that engages the tonal and public spaces of the electromagnetic spectrum. PATCH serves as a platform to illuminate the questions, concerns, and complexities of and within radio-based art practices.
PATCH 09: Narrative
Quem Conta Um Conto, II is a study in narrative, Pinheiro’s main subject of research. The individual sounds in the piece grow as characters, based on film theorist Chris Vogler’s twelve stages of the Hero’s Journey. Pinheiro juxtaposes sound spaces to join together disparate times and places; she ignores the physical impossibilities of their junction in order to potentiate the conflict that can emerge from their friction.
Bits & Pieces lures the listener into an ear-catching, evocative sonic terrain, an acoustic metaphor of current political and economic crises. At first impression Bits & Pieces seems only like a haphazard accumulation of static noise, dirt, and interference on the listener’s radio, but the radiophonic work soon turns into the precise acoustic image of a protagonist’s footsteps on a brittle, fragile, inconsistent surface: literally and conceptually walking on ‘breaking ground’, audibly de-constructing, re-evaluating, tearing, revising and editing his world. This conceptual work, which focuses on the destructive process of ‘progress’, was made especially for radio transmission on Radius.
The noises heard over there are almost impossible to record. So how do you record them? I think you just push the red button and walk around while listening to breaths, squeaks, and other animal sounds. I couldn’t even trace lines that satisfied me on paper. I sought to take pictures while my parents slept in the cottage. I managed to portray a cat and as a prize I received a penalty. I spent my brother’s birthday party crying. I wanted to play with the big cube and push the black button to take pictures. Among all those tapes I found one recorded by my mother, of my brother’s sorrow. I think that was my first encounter with sound art. I found the mistake since many years ago. At an early age, I played records on the wrong speed, and I had fun finding “different things” within this simple intervention. The world deserves to be heard. There are stories that were not written, but told from generation to generation, printed in all of our memories, the extinct sounds, and marks that make us relive the first moment of listening.