This conjured ideas about who owns the dead, the fetishisation of corpses by funeral parlours, who tells, edits, embellishes or changes 'their' story. I envisaged constructing a fake memorial, a blog on death and memory, video of media images of the dead, collection of Warhol-like images of people in coffins. I even had a few possible titles: 'Consolations' or 'Translation to Memory' or 'Pornography of the Corpse'. I still think this sound create...but it quickly seemed unlikely to be doable in the time avaialable.
Having been told there was about to be a hard rubbish collection in St Albans, I left the campus and drove around the area for an hour and 'liberated' a variety of objects that interested me. Here there are (cat not included):
As a result of sitting with these objects for a few days, I completed revised my idea to turning the studio space into a black cube into which I put some things that had to be felt and something that had to be listened to. Another possible title presented itself: 'Anechoic Sensorium'! Then I thought it might be effective if there was a big contrast between the feeling of the confined cube and a more echoey recording. I even recorded part of the warm-up of one of my choirs which rehearses in a hall with a high ceiling.
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