my personal library
I know where my copy of OCCAM 1 is. I’m sure I have OCCAM 2 in the office somewhere. I really have to sort the room out and get more shelving in. Anyway. This is good and I am pleased. I can shove them all in the five-slot CD player and have an entire working day’s thinking sounds.
Thank god for Discogs. Managed to get this via Pariah Child, who threw in a free disc, thank you. Streams via Zazen Bandcamp.
It is the sound of my part of the world in the past. These are the ghosts we hear in the misted fields of the east of England.
I only ever saw this on bootleg videotapes. When I was young, the film was largely unavailable. Saw a copy going cheap on Amazon and grabbed it. (UK) (US)
I worked with Malcolm McDowell once, and it was fucking magnificent. He came in while I was talking, and I suddenly heard this immense voice going “Oo’s that fakking cockney, then?” He was so nice, so funny and so good.
It really does sound like being in a field of standing stones and burial grounds somewhere in Britain to me. A couple of tracks evoke a family visit to Wayland’s Smithy, and my daughter picking up some kind of charge or vibe off the stones there.
I’ve been meaning to read this for years – pretty sure I’ve even had a sample on my Kindle for a while – but I saw it somewhere else last night and decided it was time.
David Toop’s extraordinary work of sonic history travels from the rainforests of Amazonas to the megalopolis of Tokyo via the work of artists as diverse as Brian Eno, Sun Ra, Erik Satie, Kate Bush, Kraftwerk and Brian Wilson.
Beginning in 1889 at the Paris exposition when Debussy first heard Javanese music performed, Ocean of Sound channels the competing instincts of 20th century music into an exhilarating, path-breaking account of ambient sound.
