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Luca Manti

Source Of Uncertainty: A Buchla Podcast 4U

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Our First Encounter                   L'incontro                                 Cellule                        Il Suono Del Passato                Un Momento Di Silenzio          Staples                        Vicino   Creating these soundscapes, partly feels as navigating through some fictive offshore territories emerging from Buchla, populated with forms of vivid matter — as speculative lifeforms— interacting under our ears. While balancing discipline and letting-go, intention &amp; contingency, I am half the conductor and half the spectator of this polyphonic life, which at times seems frictional or even riotous.   Diverse layers of sound, at different scales (possibly echoing microscopic processes or at times drone-scapes miles above the ground), may be violently —yet organically— erupting, morphing, swelling, eroding, dispersing, colliding, or collapsing. Sometimes swarming exosolar metropolis, with their expressive “concrète” fauna come into existence, and occupy the space in unregulated ways. These compositions are also a textural exploration. In some pieces, you can hear these sonorous critters  inhabiting alien metropolis alternatively humming, buzzing, throbbing, whispering, hissing, roaring, creaking, rattling, etc.   Although most of these pieces rely on samples, the original samples are warped, eroded, cut, squeezed and morphed in multiple ways, and quickly become illegible, alien. This disorientation is intended. Drifting away from the familiar &amp; the terrestrial, with the aim to rewild our ears, minds and bodies through an exposure to a sonic otherness.

<ol><li>Our First Encounter                  </li> <li>L'incontro                                </li> <li>Cellule                       </li> <li>Il Suono Del Passato               </li> <li>Un Momento Di Silenzio         </li> <li>Staples                       </li> <li>Vicino  </li> </ol>Creating these soundscapes, partly feels as navigating through some fictive offshore territories emerging from Buchla, populated with forms of vivid matter — as speculative lifeforms— interacting under our ears. While balancing discipline and letting-go, intention &amp; contingency, I am half the conductor and half the spectator of this polyphonic life, which at times seems frictional or even riotous. Diverse layers of sound, at different scales (possibly echoing microscopic processes or at times drone-scapes miles above the ground), may be violently —yet organically— erupting, morphing, swelling, eroding, dispersing, colliding, or collapsing. Sometimes swarming exosolar metropolis, with their expressive “concrète” fauna come into existence, and occupy the space in unregulated ways. These compositions are also a textural exploration. In some pieces, you can hear these sonorous critters  inhabiting alien metropolis alternatively humming, buzzing, throbbing, whispering, hissing, roaring, creaking, rattling, etc. Although most of these pieces rely on samples, the original samples are warped, eroded, cut, squeezed and morphed in multiple ways, and quickly become illegible, alien. This disorientation is intended. Drifting away from the familiar &amp; the terrestrial, with the aim to rewild our ears, minds and bodies through an exposure to a sonic otherness.