Liner Notes on Early Carl Stone

From Electronic Music from the Seventies and Eighties, forthcoming from Unseen Worlds

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Carl Stone invited me to write liner notes to a forthcoming release of some of his early music, Electronic Music from the Seventies and Eighties. That is to say, early in his career; it’s not archaic woodwinds and pre-polyphony singing.The album is due out September 30 from the label Unseen Worlds (more at [unseenworlds.com](http://www.unseenworlds.com/releases/electronic-music-from-the-seventies-and-eighties-f26a65db-7062-4dd6-9292-a4ae3571ba14)). The release will also include liner notes from Stone himself, and from Richard Gehr and Jonathan Gold.

The pieces I wrote about are described as follows: “The earliest works of this collection, ‘LIM’ and ‘Chao Praya,’ realized on the Buchla 200, date to the early 1970s while Stone was a student of James Tenney and Morton Subotnick at CalArts.”

The album is due out September 30 as a three-LP set. Here are my liner notes:

The composer Carl Stone is often associated with multi-channel work that immerses the listener in a spatial sonic zone, and with aggressive sample manipulation that explores its source audio from the inside. The two early Stone pieces, LIM and Chao Praya, are neither. Conceptualized and recorded between 1972 and 1974, they are elegant, built from limited resources. They may play with the stereo spectrum, but their intended breadth is reserved.

They are student work, in the sense that they were recorded while Stone was an undergraduate at CalArts in Los Angeles. The early 1970s were an especially heady time at CalArts. The composers Ingram Marshall and Charlemagne Palestine were graduate students there while Stone, an L.A. native, was earning his bachelor’s degree, Barry Schrader was among the school’s instructors, and Buchla synthesizers were available if not abundant.

They are student work, in terms of when Stone committed them to tape, but they are fully realized
performances, in the sense that four-plus decades later they are compelling, consuming listening experiences.

Chao Praya has at its heart the tingling wavering associated with a prayer bowl, or perhaps a police helicopter. It undulates, and in turn its various procedural wave forms reveal their constituent parts. Shades take on greater emphasis as increased volume brings details into focus.

LIM, in contrast with Chao Praya, often plays at higher registers and with greater variance. Here there are space ships rather than helicopters overhead. Here tonal shifts launch slow-motion cascades of moiré patterns. At even a modest volume, the results have a physical effect, playing with the ear. They tease at the nexus where sounds venture beyond human recognition.

Morton Subotnick, one of Stone’s teachers at CalArts, speaks of how he was drawn to electronic music when he began to dream music that an orchestra was not capable of producing. Stone’s is such music. This isn’t to say this work is opposed to the classical tradition. Quite the contrary, with their relatively compact length — barely 20 minutes combined — and economical contents, these two pieces have the air of études, of compositions that set out to explore a terrain, to map out combinations and permutations, the repercussions of resonances, and to set them down for study.

It is all too easy with the rise of digital media to credit the blank slate of streaming audio and the frictionless playback of solid-state drives with the level of nuance we experience in today’s sound design and audio recordings. Certainly these newfound comfort levels with quietude have created opportunities for musicians to nurse and adopt ambient proclivities. But the re-release of Chao Praya and LIM evidence that there are composers, Carl Stone key among them, who were working these elds from the beginning, who recognized at the start that new instruments would yield new forms.

Listening to Yesterday: The Bourne Acoustemology

A slow, close read of what made the early series intimate

1. sound cues in a suspense novel

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The fifth Bourne movie, *Jason Bourne*, felt like something of a letdown, especially its ending — not because it fizzled, but because it exploded. The film’s final major sequence, a cartoonish vehicular rampage in Las Vegas, was the exact sort of overstuffed, overlong, physics-denying thriller set piece to which the first Bourne movie served as an antidote.

That first Bourne film was intimate, surgical, refined. The closeness of camera, the tight confines of many of the fight scenes, the internal drama of the story — it was thrilling, something that thrillers often forget to aspire to. The small scope of the first film was largely a matter of visuals and plotting, but it played out as well in the everyday ambience and, at times, in John Powell’s alternately percolating and droning score.

Having never even read any of the novels on which the series was based, I decided after leaving the *Jason Bourne* matinee deflated to try the first book, which shares its title with the first Bourne movie: *The Bourne Identity*, by Robert Ludlum. It hasn’t been my primary read these past few weeks. I’ve just been taking it in small doses. Not surprisingly, sound is a key part of Bourne’s slow-waking realization about his circumstances. For the 1% of the English-reading population unfamiliar with the Bourne character, he’s a skilled assassin who emerges from a coma with most of his memory blank; the first book and the first movie track the initial stages of Bourne piecing together the puzzle of his identity.

Bourne is surprised by his own senses in the book’s early pages, like when he gains perspective on his own heightened awareness during a gun battle: “There were enough shells left, he knew that. He had no idea how or why he knew, but he *knew*. By sound he could visualize the weapons, extract the clips, count the shells.” The detail of that perception was inherent in the experience of the first film as well. It marks a strong contrast to the fifth film, in which the audience loses track of how many cars have been torn to shreds like toilet paper. Later in the first book, as he is tracking down former acquaintances by following leads that are, in fact, simply shards of memories, he experiences familiarity through all his senses: “He had seen the large room before, the beams and the candlelight printed somewhere in his mind, the sounds recorded also.”

There’s a term for the inherent sonic potential of a given scenario, of a given setting, and that word is “acoustemology.” The acoustemology of the first Bourne book is about proximity and detail, about human scale and threats just out of sight. The book and the film alike feed on that dictum. Hearing in a narrative such as this is far more intimate than seeing. Heightened sight gives Bourne a clear view across a crowded room. Hearing, in contrast, brings things close, aligns the reader’s ears with those of the protagonist. That’s the sort of intimacy that the first film portrayed — up close, personal — and that the fifth film lost sight of.

The Generative Patch as Fixed Recording

A live video by Flohr of Atlanta, Georgia

Like [yesterday’s featured video](https://disquiet.com/2016/08/20/delay-in-multiple-directions/), this video pushes the legibility of live filmed performance. Yesterday’s technically involved multiple live takes overlaid, each obscuring the others, and the ambient quality of it having less to do with any individual performance in the first place and more with the chance correlations that occurred as a result of the post-production act of accrual. Today’s video, by Flohr, is too murky and unidentifiable to ever be mistaken as a tutorial. And, of course, any modular synthesizer piece, such as this, that employs self-generating patches thus involves little if any human interaction. The hand comes down from above, the scale and surprise a bit like a Monty Python animation, a couple times, but by and large, this is really a live performance as fixed document — a patch playing out in realtime as something set in stone nonetheless, or in this case set in plastic and metal. The piece, “Spring Reverb Feedback Paths” by Flohr, is a shiny, rapidly cycling shimmer worth putting on repeat.

Flohr is Eric Flohr Reynolds of Atlanta, Georgia. More from him at [soundcloud.com/flohr](http://soundcloud.com/flohr) and [ericflohrreynolds.bandcamp.com](https://ericflohrreynolds.bandcamp.com/).

It’s the latest piece I’ve added to my ongoing [YouTube playlist](https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLAgCxRbmR1MJxihgJkCPEnehAPvjoF71-) of fine [“Ambient Performances.”](https://disquiet.com/2016/04/30/a-youtube-playlist-of-ambient-performances/)

Listening to Yesterday: Listening to Yesteryear

Time Life keeps it physical

1. old rock’n’roll hits

2. a sales pitch on TV

The ad ran during cultural downtime, late in the evening, after the reruns and the news. Time Life was selling one of its many various-artists collections: *Classic Love Songs of Rock & Roll*, 152 pop songs from the 1950s and 1960s collected on eight CDs. The hosts of the half-hour segment were singers from that period: Bobby Rydell (“Volare”) and Darlene Love (“He’s a Rebel”).

What was of note was how the CDs were being sold, how they were being framed. “You could source the Internet, scour retail stores, or even rummage through your attic and you wouldn’t find all of these songs, but they’re all here,” one sales line went, tempting a testy couch potato to file a class action suit after actually doing a cursory YouTube search. “Why waste your time and money trying to find all these hits yourself? Time Life has done it all for you. Call or order online now,” a similar train of thought went later in the broadcast. The titles of songs, from so long ago, hinted presciently at their present nostalgic future, from the Shirelles’ “Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow” to Little Caesar and the Romans’ “Those Oldies but Goodies (Remind Me of You).”

The temporal tension in the ad was between what was once fresh and what was now old. “The birth of rock and roll brought us a new sound, new artists,” it went, “and most importantly a new kind of love song.” The message was that the new of today didn’t hold a candle to what was once new: “Easier than downloading, no searching for songs, no trying to remember your favorite artists — take the CDs with you in the car, play them around the house, upload them. Just open the box and enjoy nearly seven hours of the best music.” (The “trying to remember” line seemed either unsavory or spot on, given Time Life’s aging audience.) There was no mention that the CD has as little in common culturally with Motown as does a smartphone streaming service. Perhaps the CD — itself outdated technology, however recently — can also be warmly embraced as an object of nostalgia. Unexpected allegiances are formed in the dustbin of history. Old isn’t necessarily better than new. Old new is better than new new.

This music, we were not so subtly informed, was tied to the physicality of the media on which it first played: “You’ll get all the songs we fell in love to, danced to, heard on the radio, in jukeboxes, and on our own 45s.” This remained the case even if the option to “upload” counted as part of the sales pitch.

Delay in Multiple Directions

An effort of layered sameness

Echo, reverb, delay — common elements in ambient music, as they take sound and expand the space in which the sound resounds, the space the sound suggests, the impression the effects in turn give of a large hall, a deep cistern, a lengthy corridor. By expanding that space, they make space the prevalent concept of the music, the organizing principle. Music that makes you think about its spaciousness makes you stop thinking about it merely as a forward progression. To think spatially is to think in multiple directions at once, and to think of them as having relatively equal value. Even if the spacious music isn’t expressly static, like a drone, it is still distinct from music that moves firmly from beginning to end.

All of this came to mind while listening to [an overlay video](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4aN_PtW8mw) by Bassling, aka Jason Richardson of Australia. He posted a piece in which multiple test runs of a Junto project — the current one, which involves [providing a mini-tutorial for a favorite skill](https://disquiet.com/0242) — are played atop one another. The impression is of echo, of a single motif repeating off into the distance. But the effect, the reality, is quite different. Certainly for each note there are others than follow, but it isn’t consistent in which of the layers the note is first heard. Likewise, the notes fade in near unison, rather than in sequence. Thus the echo effect is complicated significantly — made both flatter and more chaotic. The layering itself was inspired by a previous Junto project, one proposed by Brian Crabtree (a developer of the Monome grid instrument), called [“layered sameness.”](https://disquiet.com/0223)

More from Richardson on the piece at [bassling.blogspot.com](http://bassling.blogspot.com/2016/08/disquiet-junto-0242-share-yer-knowledge.html). Video originally posted at [YouTube.](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4aN_PtW8mw).

It’s the latest piece I’ve added to my ongoing [YouTube playlist](https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLAgCxRbmR1MJxihgJkCPEnehAPvjoF71-) of fine [“Ambient Performances.”](https://disquiet.com/2016/04/30/a-youtube-playlist-of-ambient-performances/)