Upon the "Day of Terra", we did convene in the house where it was decided that the travellers and tourists should come together and share in a brief moment of unity. Perhaps an event not to be repeated. Perhaps a moment so fragile and unique that these elements may never again manage to find their correct balance and momentum. Be that as it may, we did come together and the moment did happen and there was much wonder and joy for all who were fortunate enough to partake. The experiences of prior missions came to our aid as we sought to demonstrate the techniques and tools which had been deployed during our travels in deep space. And they did serve us all well as we swayed from moment to moment throughout the evening, the gravity of the spirits pulling us into each wave.
released 11 July 2011
GEO-FIX: The Big House, Van, BC
CREW: Jethro Filipchuk (structural relocation, sonic frameworks, navigation, synthesizers, voice), Ugo Fist (electric guitar, ambient source, rhythm source, mastering, design, Vagus Ululatus (acoustic guitar), Mobius Mim (synthesizer), Xocnah (videography, tourist memorabilia), Sid (management and security)
Observers: Cinderela (official still photography), Carly, Tara, Throb T., Andy, Space Moose (from a distance)
These artifacts are the result of live, improvised performances. They were recorded directly to stereo digital output with no additional overdubs, mixing or editing. The sounds you hear are exactly as they were heard at the time they were created. Reference mission 016.
Released by Blood ‘n’ Tongue.
This particular collection of recordings presents Spaceship Graveyard functioning at it's highest level where all participants became part of the experience on every level. It was the first (and possibly only) time that a mission was undertaken in the company of others not directly involved in the actions of salvaging sounds. What was most incredible was the natural, organic flow which overtook the evening once it began and then progressed. Each shift and change from active involvement to passive mingling occurred without planning or imposition. Queues were automatic and no one put a foot wrong through the entire evening. Perhaps a once in a lifetime experience for some.