THE PROUST CURE


“Bayonne, Bayonne, the perfect city: riverain, aerated with sonorous suburbs (Mouserolles, Marrac, Lachepaillet, Beyris), yet immured, fictive: Proust, Balzac, Plassans. Primordial image-hoard of childhood: the province-as-spectacle, History-as-odor, the bourgeoisie-as-discourse” 
– Roland Barthes by Roland Barthes, 1977.

The rationale for the procedure emerges from a three-year absence of the sense of smell. The subject’s sense of taste has also been diminished to a base differentiation between the five chemical sensations of sweet, salty, sour, bitter and “umami” or savory. All other flavours being inaccessible, food often seems to lack evocative connotation, to be bland or tasteless. The trial procedure will progress as follows:

1. Beginning on the afternoon of the third anniversary of the onset of the subject’s anosmia, each day a therapeutic quantity of Linden tea (aka lime blossom tea) will be brewed  in a teapot with the capacity of approximately three standard cups. Five minutes will elapse between steeping and proceeding to drink the Linden tea as per the manufacturer’s label, which will be used to clear and calm the senses from the day’s events and concentrate consciously on engaging the missing senses, in particular the sense of smell, through both sensory immediacy and memory. 

radio cegeste performance for 'Songs about Structure,' Gertrude Contemporary, 4 October 2025

radio cegeste performed on Saturday 4 October 2025, in 'Songs About Structure,' an afternoon of performances exploring the circulation of sound in bureaucratic environments.

This was the final public programme for Bureaucracy of Feelings, curated by Diego Ramírez for Gertrude Contemporary's 40 year anniversary celebrations. 




In experimental transmission art vein the set was a relational, flawed and fluid exploration of various recent and ongoing preoccupations: legacies of lost artist run spaces from other times and places presented as a sound library of 'silent' ambient atmospheres, anti- stereophonic reception of transmissions through room-sized small scale micro radio to scattered mobile receivers distributed around the gallery/audience to encourage small pockets of intimate listening, shortwave ham-radio amateur distance coding (origin: an op-shop found notebook from the 1940s) reimagined through vocalisation as notation and sound poetry, and clockwork music failing to translate the missing songs of data deficient birds through use of programmable punchcards (this time a theme filtered through live 1870s Autophone, as well as recorded mechanical music box). This gig was also the first public outing of an original stroh violin, a rare and beautiful creature and new comrade recently integrated into the radio cegeste media archaeological menagerie, which I am slowly getting to know and integrating into my repertoire.

ARTIST RESIDENCY AT MESS (MELBOURNE ELECTRONIC SOUND STUDIO) - APRIL-JUNE 2025

  






Since late April I've been working on a research-related residency at MESS (Melbourne Electronic Sound Studio). There's a wealth of electronic audio history secreted away in their bunker-like current alleyway studio, part of the Meatmarkets historic building repurposed into a multifaceted arts and cultural precinct. They're just  about to move to a more public and centralised location, so I consider myself lucky to be one of the last resident artists in the North Melbourne space, alongside fellow audio explorer, Sachin de Silva. 

The MESS residencies are extremely generous slots whose primary focus is on giving artists access to the extensive collections and developmental time and space to incorporate these into their wider practice. I've been spending most of my time focusing on a completely unique early 20th Century instrument that relates to radio art histories, the 1933-34 Theremin prototype (pictured in my artist photo here), with some additional time spent with contemporary interpretations of the 1928 ondes Martenot, the Ondes Musicales and the Therevox.

It's not an outcome-related residency. but there's a performance, framed as a "reveal," to show what the artists have been working on at the culmination of each residency, which in my and Sachin's case is on the 26th June, at Miscellania. For this session, I'll be introducing a film collaboration with Campbell Walker that includes a composition for ondes and Theremin and shows visual material from the accompanying studio sessions, primarily we've done this as a way for me to virtually transport a historically significant instrument that can't be transported from the studio where it is in safekeeping, or played live. It will itself provide a document of the practice-led-research aspects of the residency. 

in prototype days: notes from the making of a radio documentary about S.P.A.T. (the Sound Preservation Association of Tasmania).



1. Homecoming
This is a perhaps surprisingly personal story, so I am going to start with the personal. The first time I encountered the museum was largely serendipitous. I hadn't been back to the island of my birth for over three decades when in 2014 I was invited to Hobart by sound artist Matt Warren to perform in an experimental music series he was curating. I was already in the country performing at other mainland experimental music festivals (the NOW Now in Sydney and Soundout in Canberra), and in general I was travelling a lot and Melbourne, Sydney and Canberra were just other places to go, but Hobart: that was something. 
This time in Melbourne, i'd walked around feeling, distinctly, the almost-present tangibility of the life I could have lived if i'd stayed in Australia. It was like I could only be an afterimage in relation to this ghostly self, this parallel universe of unrealised alternate possibility. I was ready to go home.

Arriving in the city I stayed with a family friend, a retired teacher and dedicated wine buff who lived over the bridge in the suburb of Bellerive. He had kindly offered to drive me around the place, including to my old primary school and the semi-rural house I grew up in, where I spent 10 minutes standing in the long grass trying to understand how to open myself adequately to history as a set of sensations, to get to grips with positioning myself in a place I had mythicised for so long it seemed both calcified in memory as a set of fixed reference points or a mnemonic grid, and completely vaporous; a miasma of insubstantial, fleeting sensations. This experiential disjunct, inevitably, included a literal struggle with the notion of memory as and/or against recording. While I took a ten minute field recording of the silence of the family home I'd left when I was seven, which included the inaudible sounds of myself thinking, grappling with updating a historic set of references overturned and polished so many times they'd become like precious stones in my mind, underneath the sounds of wind, and other sounds I only remember because they are captured in the recording itself, I tried to get all other references out of my head and just 'be there', but then a German Shepherd barked, and I was immediately self-cast as Andrei Gorkachov in Tarkovsky's Nostalgia.

THE NINTH TONE on B-Side radio, Wed 4 December 2024, 5pm

Echoing the wider resurgence of radio practices within contemporary art (a subject for some slightly overdue, much longer speculations at a future time), the Melbourne/Naarm ARI Blindside, located in the Nicholas building, had a very organised iteration of its radio art station B-side Radio running within its gallery spaces between November 21 and December 13, to celebrate its 20th anniversary. 

As part of this comprehensive programming, Jasmin Wing-Yin Leung and I were asked to stage an adaptation for live radio broadcast of our recent collaborative project THE NINTH TONE for the in-gallery radio studio on Wednesday 4th December, 5-6pm. This was a welcome extension of the recent performance at the Chinese Museum and speaks to our shared desire to continue this project in variously scaled future forms. Thank you Blindside!

THE NINTH TONE: speculations on a Chinese Australian sonic history

"Spectral echoes resonate through interference and translation; re-tuned instruments create sympathetic vibrations; second hand memories speculate about forgotten lineages and practices. The Ninth Tone is an hour-long concert that re-evaluates the legacy of Chinese Music within Victoria since the 1800s, presented within the oldest continuous Chinese settlement outside of Asia."

THE NINTH TONE: Speculations on a Chinese Australian sonic history is a project by composer and erhu specialist Jasmin Wing-Yin Leung, centred around an experimental interpretation of the long histories of Chinese music in Victoria. 

I am an artistic collaborator and performer on this project, working with Hertzian frequency spaces and conducting and activating Media Archaeology / archival-material research wth Jasmin into the collections of Museum of Chinese Australian History, and the Bendigo Museum.

Our first performance of the project was at the 
Museum of Chinese Australian History in Melbourne on December 1, 2024.

There will be a second performance at the Bendigo Museum in early 2025, as well as the release of a recording, and an accompanying essay to follow. More details soon! 



"in this stream of lightning birds" - field research for 'ion and bird: a test transmission for the Atlantic Flyway'


On the night of May 11, 2024 I heard the lightning birds singing through the geomagnetic storm, mediated perceptive effects of the extreme solar weather hitting the earth's ionosphere.

There was a nigh-perfect conjunction of elements that catalysed this listening/recording session; a conversation had reminded me it was World Migratory Bird Day; there had been coronal mass ejections from the sun that Wednesday and Thursday. I hastily bought some replacements for broken cables from the local Store DJ outlet and drove with my generous photographer companions to the Victorian coast. 

First we went to the beach, but it was too close to the powerlines, so the textures of sferics were overlaid by the ubiquitous drone of the grid: a loud blaring hum at 50HZ. There were also so many cars and a lot of people taking photos with phones and cameras on tripods and sticks, and stumbling through the dark they looked at me with my less familiar equipment, translators for another aspect of the radio spectrum, with my eyes closed, looking like I was fishing into the sky. I wish I could have let them know what I was hearing.

We went further to try and get off the grid, as the night got later. At midnight until approximately 1am on the 11th-12th May I stood in freezing winds, positioned over the crashing breakers on a desolate viewing platform at Pyramid Rock on the coastal outcrop of the nature reserve on Millowl/Philip Island, among the cries of penguins and the more dedicated and hardier of the photographers, looking out toward the luminous electrical wavering and undulating of eerie, flickering streamers of light, traveling to us from the southern magnetic pole: Tahu-nui-a-rangi, the aurora australis. Earlier these had been brighter still; a glaucous curtain of shifting colour in the visible green/pink/red spectrum that danced in the black under the pinpoints of stars.

What did the green veil and flickering fires of Tahu-nui-a-rangi sound like? Crowding like massed distant flocks on the border of listening, the lightning birds from the other world were singing. Unearthly, distant, teeming, eerie, static-filtered, polyphonic.

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Aurora australis is not normally seen (or heard) from the vantage point of the Victorian coast.

This fortuitous listening experience, and the recording that emerged from it, comprises some of the field research for a work called ion and bird (a test transmission for the Atlantic flyway) which I will be presenting for the dual contexts of live performance and broadcast on June 15, at the culmination of my upcoming artist residency at Wave Farm/Radio WGXC 90.7FM in upstate New York, 7-17 June 2024.

This work emerges from a thread of thinking probably sparked when, decades ago as a literature student, I first read the speculative, utopian imaginings of Russian Futurist poet Velimir Khlebnikov's "The Radio of the Future" (1921), where early radio was interpreted as "this stream of lightning birds," and a future radio art was imagined as follows:

"Where has this great stream of sound come from, this inundation of the whole country in supernatural singing, in the sound of beating wings, this broad silver stream full of whistlings and clangor and marvelous mad bells surging from somewhere we are not, mingling with children’s voices singing and the sound of wings? Over the center of every town these voices pour down, a silver shower of sound.  Amazing silver bells mixed with whistlings surge down from above.  Are these perhaps the voices of heaven, spirits flying low over the farmhouse roof?"

This poetic manifesto and futuristic imaginary is perhaps a foundational text in radio/transmission art circles. My performance for Wave Farm will be part of a wider project that revisits Khlebnikov's Radio of the Future - and specifically his mention of the "lightning birds" as a text that moves toward less centralised media, and more-than-human imaginaries.

It draws deeply on conversations I've had within the radio arts and wider arts/academic communities, initially, and perhaps particularly, with a spark catalysed by a generative (and generous) comment made by the artist David Haines after a talk I gave at the Whanganui Aotearoa Digital Arts symposium in 2009, about how artistic research might approach scientific data on magnetoreception, avian neural pathways, and the question of how birds listen. I was also inspired by multifaceted research into sky media Jacob Smith was conducting through what eventually became his podcast series Lightning Birds, (and in our conversations also led him to the Khlebnikov poem, with which he went on to title the series).  I have also been energised by Kate Donovan's research into magnetite and more-than-human radio ecologies as a way of "doing radio otherwise". And indeed, this short list is the tip of a much larger iceberg of influences, experiment, and thinking. 

Here is more the information on the upcoming project from the writeup on the Wave Farm website below: 

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ion and bird (a test transmission for the Atlantic flyway)


Radio is sky. It sings through the mouths of birds on their journeys who navigate by infrasound and listen to the aurora as the sound of the lightning.

Radio is terrestrial. It is in the rocks, in the earthquake prone and mountainous zones of Te Wai Pounamu the South Island of Aotearoa New Zealand where the small birds called pīwauwau, or Rock wrens, speak a language that is almost too high for human hearing.

Migratory birds use magnetoreception, detecting the Earth’s magnetic field, as one of their tools to navigate on their long-distance journeys. With a frequency range of hearing considerably lower than human listening, certain species also orient through low-frequency infrasound, along coastline and oceanic landmarks that may serve as orientation beacons. ion and bird considers the links between this still indeterminate set of techniques within the embodied senses of birds, known since the nineteenth century and once mythicised as the “sixth sense,” and the sonic expression of bird songs and calls. In tuning in to less audible sky narratives and correspondences, it considers collaboration and communication with non-human species, intelligence beyond human perception, multispecies media histories, and radio as translation between worlds. As the VLF radio receiver converts the aurora's radio waves into a frequency audible to the human listener, and the crystal radio set harnesses tiny crystals of the minerals pyrite and galena within the simplest type of functional radio receiver, so may the navigational abilities of birds, emerging in part from magnetite-based receptors in beaks, or quantum sensing in avian eyes and ears, be understood to make audible a vibratory, embodied strata of forces that normally remains inaudible.

Using an expanded palette of electroacoustic and radiophonic instrumentation including bird-tracking telemetry systems used with migratory shorebirds on the Atlantic Flyway, and with an ear to more-than-human material histories of radio transmission, reception, and locality, ion and bird will tune into an aesthetic correspondence between bird vocalization and space weather, considering how the otherworldly chirps, crackles, and squeaks created by geomagnetic storms in the Earth’s ionosphere resemble the contact calls of migratory birds, and the phenomena referred to as the electromagnetic or auroral dawn chorus, sounds remarkably like birdsong. 

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All aurora images by Campbell Walker.



Sterbende Welt redux: field notebook for a failed nature documentary (for Andreas Reischek), commission for Kunstradio (Austria)




Title: Sterbende Welt redux: field notebook for a failed nature documentary (for Andreas Reischek).

Artist: Sally Ann McIntyre

Duration: 50:00

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In Vienna I look at a being that can no longer look back. In the bird’s eye, plucked out and long discarded, is the past I cannot access. There is a world there, a way of sensing and moving in the dense green thickets of canopy of the 1880s, which are not a landscape, that do not conform to that Eurocentric convention of contemplative distance. There, the food trees the bird knew as landmarks, the ones it regularly visited within the small, constrained territories, walking through the forest in lines of kin, clambering through the thickly matted density of treetops, branch to seamless branch to branch, without any need for flight, without ever touching the ground. Those long-felled trees appear still, a series of bright points, a constellation sinking down in the memory of nothing now living. This too was song: a sonic tree-map of low muttered closeness, and all air, all earth, all distance subsumed in this closeness, the green density of the whispering canopy.  

The agency of seeing has been removed. In the public-facing specimens the glass eye, inserted in its place, seeing becomes depthless; a decorative wall, a placard. In this bird, rewritten as a study skin, no replacement eye has been offered, and the sockets are open to the tufted fronds of arsenic-infused cotton, above a beak tied with a small loop of hemp string. These substances are also infused with colonial histories, cotton and flax. They fill the body rendered placeless, without agency, present as a blind and glassy field, a placeholder for the farms that have replaced the forests with a blind and husklike dryness where the tall grasses wave in ripples and folds, grazed by the molars of sheep in quiet wind. The memory of forests is buried here, erased beneath the quiet amnesia of this useful landscape. The forests burned, to make way for pasture, are a layer of charcoal. An unspoken and illegible violence written as layers of ash in that geological strata is also present here, in the quiet body, the arsenical-soap stilled study skin, which is also a recording. It holds these sounds to itself as a witnessing, an archival sound-object, a phonography without playback. 




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Sterbende Welt redux: field notebook for a failed nature documentary (for Andreas Reischek) is a feature-length experimental radio documentary that engages conceptually and critically with the ornithological collections of Austrian taxidermist and self-taught naturalist Andreas Reischek (1845 –1902), housed in the Natural History Museum in Vienna. Reischek spent twelve years in Aotearoa New Zealand in the late nineteenth century, initially working for Julius von Haast at Canterbury Museum and then travelling the two main, and several offshore, islands to appropriate an immense collection of ethnographic and natural history artefacts, including a near-complete collection of New Zealand birds, the largest of its kind to ever travel to Europe. Many of the bird species Reischek collected, in sometimes vast numbers, went extinct during the same period. Confronting these aspects of Reischek’s collection, as a New Zealand sound artist and researcher, is also an engagment with the entwined histories of colonialism and ornithology, and a recognition of their inseperability. In this piece, the Natural History museum is approached as a space where the material remnants of extinction can be encountered, and the languages of colonial science can be listened to, in their inability to transmit knowledge of the relational ‘natural’ worlds of now-extinct creatures of which little behavioural information was recorded, apart from the violence of their deaths – this event itself then smoothed over in the birds’ re-writing as representative types within a taxonomic catalogue. Despite this, within the process enacted when making this work, the specimens are also approached as former members of complex multi-species ecosystems, even if this status is minimised by their current positioning as individualised specimens, potential portals to environments that Reischek himself encountered and recorded in his travelogues, and are now lost to time and history, erased by colonial-era land transformation from forest to farmland. The piece utilises sound and transmission methods to listen again to these inaudible histories and their many ecocides, ostensibly as forms of silenced and inaccessible knowledge, which are presented to the listener as acoustic silence through the media of field recording and transmission art. As such, they use sound recording and radio in a highly material, non-representational way. 

The work is composed in two sections, or movements. In the first section, we are located in the field in Aotearoa New Zealand. Two recordings of specimens of the extinct owl Sceloglaux albifacies (now re-classified as Ninox albifacies), the Whēkau or Laughing Owl, are taken in Vienna in October 2016 on standard industry field recording equipment and then physically transported back to the place in Aotearoa New Zealand, as written on their labels, where they were killed and collected by Reischek in 1884. A mini-FM transmission is then conducted at Silver Stream, in the Otago landscape, beside the banks of the river, re-releasing the owls’ silences, in a durational performance without human listeners. This radio memorial is itself re-recorded; it is then supplemented with a reading of two passages of Reischek’s text Sterbende Welt (1924), translated into English as Yesterdays in Maoriland (1930), at the same site. This performance speculates that perhaps even the smallest ecocides leave forms of violence as traces still present, if invisibly and inaudibly, in environments. For Judith Butler, at the scene of loss “it is myself that I find there at the site of the object, my absence.” This transmission work is posited as not merely an archival memento mori, but also a speculative commemoration which is an undoing or reversal, through the minor politics of micro-radio, where the listener follows the artist in not mirroring but reversing Reischek’s journey from Australasia to Europe, as well as the associated one-way geographic flow of colonial extractive economics. Here, potentially, nonhuman lives wiped out by such processes can become subject to experimental forms of memorialisation and sonic repatriation, and the dead silence of the static archive, in which nature is understood as a series of objects to be deciphered and catalogued, can be re-cast as a listening, in which we acknowledge the silence at the site of our own observation. (This performance has been previously exhibited elsewhere, in a different form, as Twin signals at Silver Stream (fragments of a landscape for specimens #50.766 and #50.767) (2016–18))

In the second movement, we are located in the Natural History Museum in Vienna. Specimens of three species of extinct New Zealand birds that Reischek collected in the late 19th century are heard as they are recorded in-situ in the museum. These are the huia (three female specimens: Reischek’s total collection of huia at the museum is four hundred and twenty four birds), the South-island kokako (five birds, including two pairs and a single male), and the South-island piopio (eight birds). The fourth recording, of twenty adult and juvenile individuals of the hihi or stitchbird, is the coda. The hihi went extinct on the mainland of Aotearoa New Zealand in the 1880s, with one remnant population surviving on Little Barrier Island, where Reischek took these specimens; at least 78 and up to 130 of the 181 extant 19th-century hihi specimens are Reischek’s. Taken together, these stark one-take recordings are akin to a field log, and replicate the bare accounts within Resichek’s own notebooks, which catalogue the names of species he collected in austere, crossed-out lists. In terms of field recording practice, this project was procedural in a simple way. I treated it as one would a set of nature recordings, as part of a field research exercise, introducing the species and recording a durational “excerpt.” I also think of these recordings as re-collections, in both senses, their accumulation a kind of counter-archival practice. Ostensibly recordings of nothing (dead birds can’t make a sound), they also document what is audible in the Viennese site in 2016: firstly, they become a documentation of the sounds of the everyday life of the museum, where these birds are still housed in frozen animation as study skins over a century after their deaths. The absence of sound of a living bird becomes the presence of the sounds of museum staff chatting, the office photocopier, chairs scraping, myself talking and rustling around in boxes as I pick up the birds and try to decipher the copperplate script on century-old labels, overwhelmed by the experience and sometimes getting the details wrong, the sound of my museum-issue pencil scribbling notes. Secondly, the recordings are documentary evidence of the investigative forensics of discovering these birds in the present era, ostensibly solely through the inscrutable classificatory information on their labels, but also with vivid and overwhelming awareness of their presence, not as taxonomical representatives of their species safely housed behind glass, but as once-living beings that are also cultural taonga to Aotearoa (indeed, many taonga within Reischek’s collection of stolen ethnographic artefacts have recently been repatriated, after almost a century of negotiations, by Maori communities). Dugal McKinnon wrote about this friction between the silence of extinction and the presence of the everyday in my work as "dead silence," (when Cageian silence assumes an ecological, ethical dimension). 

There is an added material-conceptual dimension to Sterbende Welt redux: field notebook for a failed nature documentary (for Andreas Reischek) in terms of its positioning the site-specificity of radio art. In the first movement, the two owl silences are transmitted on small-radius Mini-FM back to the site of their collection on two frequencies corresponding to those of the National radio stations of Austria and New Zealand, layering the museum recordings with the sounds of the river, which is then itself recorded; this work also engages further with the site-specificity of the airwaves in its broadcast on Kunstradio over the Austrian public broadcaster Österreichischer Rundfunk, setting the presences of five New Zealand birds into flight through the medium of transmission to engage in a ghostly manner with Andreas Reischek’s legacy – including his son’s (1892-1965) important role in the early years of Austrian radio, beginning in 1924, which coincided with his editing and publishing (and substantial embellishing or re-writing in the Adventure-story genre) of his father’s journals, first as Sterbende Welt (1924) and in English translation as Yesterdays in Maoriland (1930). It is from the latter that the text read out in the first section is exerpted.

Through Sterbende Welt redux, and other projects since 2010 that have similarly combined research into the museum and the field, I have come to understand the museum itself as a giant recording device - within it living things formerly functioning as nodes in giant interconnected webs of community and communication, including forms of sonic signalling from which humans might have initially learned their own capacity for communicative language, become reified with the taxonomical classification given them, so imprinted with recordings of imperial arrogance that they can no longer be said to retain their original function. They become specimens and enter into another ontological order of objects – through the transformations of such reification they become partly their own memorials and partly a zombified material strata, a form of noise or silence. Unlike the interpretive museum exhibits in Aotearoa that have tried to re-create the sounds of these extinct birds, I appreciate the fact that the public galleries at NHM Vienna have no sound at all, not one interactive exhibit; instead the retaining of a complete time capsule of Victorian scientific process means it is a site to research such histories of without the added layer of contemporary filters of interpretation. Out the back, in the study skin cabinets, it’s both a wonder of scientific classification, and a horrific mausoleum, and completely unapologetic about that. It's interesting to imagine what the historic "New Zealand nature" that Reischek heard can "sound like" here. I invite the listeners of this documentary to fail with me in doing so. 

Sally Ann McIntyre, nipaluna/Hobart, lutruwita/Tasmania, January 2024.

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Sterbende Welt redux: field notebook for a failed nature documentary (for Andreas Reischek) is a feature documentary and work of radio art commissioned for Kunstradio and first broadcast on the 14th January 2024.

Recording, editing, production: Sally Ann McIntyre
Thanks to: Elisabeth Zimmerman, Anita Gamauf, Markus Gradwohl

Permalink to the work on the Kunstradio site is here 


Cords and Wires, Whistling in Wind, curated by Josten Myburgh of Tone List records for the Fremantle Biennale.



radio cegeste performed at the Fremantle Biennale, in Fremantle / Walyalup on the 10th November 2023 in the performance series Cords and Wires, Whistling in Wind, curated by Josten Myburgh of the Perth/Boorloo exploratory music label Tone List records. 

The performance responded to the Fremantle Biennale's 2023 theme of ‘signals,’ and used a sparsely poetic layering of historical recordings and site responsive elements; for example, recordings of wind-whipped poles and flags in the parking lot adjacent to the open and very wind-swept seaside performance venue were re-transmitted to the environment. The performance was informed by Berkeley Renaissance poet Jack Spicer’s writing on poetic dictation and 'the poet as radio set,' and invited the audience to collaborate in listening in to the wires that, as Spicer writes, “dance in the wind of the noise our poems make. The noise without an audience. Because the poems were written for ghosts.”

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Cords and Wires, Whistling in Wind
The 2023 Fremantle Biennale
Exploratory music curated by Josten Myburgh (Tone List)

Sunset listening experiences to delicate, careful music by highly-regarded experimental musicians from around Australia.

Sun 5 Nov, 6pm – Dale Gorfinkel
Fri 10 Nov, 6pm – radio cegeste
Fri 17 Nov, 6pm – Jameson Feakes
the Er Pavilion at J Shed


works for disasters: an incomplete archive 2011-2021, Sally Ann McIntyre and Campbell Walker at Seventh Gallery

Works for disasters: an incomplete archive 2011-2021 was a collaborative exhibition by myself and Campbell Walker, presented at Seventh Gallery in Richmond, Naarm/Melbourne from 27 July - 18 August 2023. It was a suite of interlinked, previously exhibited works that all hinged on the theme of disaster and included three video/performance works, and two radio/transmission art pieces. 


My contribution to the exhibition involved a formal re-framing (and re-composing) of two ephemeral and temporal mini FM transmission works. Made a decade apart, these pieces converse together across time within the durational space of the exhibition, finding a shared focus on the ontology of transmission as a formal mode through which to attempt to grasp the wider slippage, liminality and material-structural changes of two disaster events. Ongoing questions come up for me when listening back to these works: how do we remember - or memorialise - traumatic events lived through, how to not reify them when attempting to grasp such intangible shifts? Can radio / transmission art modes work formally to mark these while honouring their ungraspability, to bring them into earshot, to frame them as an alternate archive of experience?

The first of the pieces is called a private swamp was where this tree grew feathers once: a radio memorial in four movements; it is from a set of works I was making in the late 2000s and early 2010s, when I first began operating the radio cegeste project, and was originally transmitted in January 2012. Alongside its companion pieces, modified radio memorial #1 (a fissure in the line of a public silence)After Bexley and dear friends who have died are all talking to me tonight / all at once, this work was an investigation of  radio/transmission art's formal capacity as a mediator for the archive and a potential site-specific mode, and an interventional spatial response to a particular set of transformative events: the seismic force of the many thousands of earthquakes that, starting in 2010, ruptured Ōtautahi Christchurch, New Zealand, forever altering the city's architectural and social fabric. Several of these works were exhibited together as "Selected Christchurch Radio Memorials" in the show Simulcast at The Audio Foundation March 7-30, 2013. All were radio cegeste transmissions (i.e. mobile, small-radius mini-FM) that re-distributed collections of field recordings as narrowcast transmissions, intervening into architectural spaces, approaching small-scale transmission itself as a mediator of and structural intervention into the poetic and political architecture of the airwaves, and as a creator of archives. 

'a private swamp.' was always the most private and ritualistic of these bounded re-castings. Functioning as a re-collection and re-transmission of the silences of four of my rented flats, some of which had been destroyed in the quakes, the transmission was not initially intended for a public outcome, and, remaining unrecorded, didn't really exist apart from the documentation (an essay and photographs) that anchored it in time as an event, and the set of four field recordings, each five minutes long, taken in the four flats, that were transmitted for the work. As such, the work for Seventh Gallery was re-composed from the fragmented remains of the 2011-12 transmission, much as that had been responding to the fragmented remains of the four houses themselves in 2011-12.

In the gallery I re-contextualised these recordings as a new transmission on the original frequency: radio cegeste's 104.5FM, alongside the essay I wrote about them, and several photographs taken of the site-specific transmission. The recordings could be tuned in within the space by anyone on their own device, although four small transistor radios also channelled the silences of the four flats. These were arranged in a small geometry, vaguely approximating a street map of the spaces themselves. One listener, on the opening night at Seventh Gallery, came up to me and said that he'd appreciated the "architectural" aspect of this arrangement within the transmission space of the four radios, as a conduit to the the way that the four rooms were entering another room in the present.

To re-visit this project now seems timely, if not conclusive. The quakes continue to reverberate through other life-events as a murmuring learning of site and substance that never seems quite complete, even as the topicality of media moves and forgets. Zita Joyce and Susan Ballard recently revisited the radio cegeste quake transmissions as a group in their 2022 essay "Seismic media: art and geological co-creation in Ōtautahi Christchurch, Aotearoa New Zealand," where they write of 'a private swamp’ and 'After Bexley': 

"Sally McIntyre’s radio work as Radio Cegeste 104.5FM hovers in this space of memory, briefly populating physical spaces with a spectral past. Her transmitter translates the acoustic energy of silent sites into electromagnetic energy, radio waves that are shifting and imperfect, difficult to receive clearly, prone to interference, like memory itself. Two of McIntyre’s works have particular resonance in the space opened up by the earthquake, as they use electromagnetic energy to displace, translate and reinterpret the sounds and silences of post-Quake Christchurch; a mediation of the after effects of the seismic. In the personal performance memorial ‘A private swamp / was where this tree grew feathers once’, McIntyre used a simple mini FM transmitter to record the interior spaces of houses she had previously lived in. The recordings were ritualistically framed, exercises in close listening, observing the movements of a building, its acoustic qualities and the silence beyond it. On the 2nd of January 2012, she transmitted the sounds of those houses all at once into one of them – one chosen because after 41 aftershocks in the preceding 24 hours it felt most stable. McIntyre described the work as a ritual of releasing layers of memory, ghosts and the remains of these spaces that once sheltered her, one of which had been reduced to rubble. The work was a radio memorial, a ‘mobile to hang invisibly in the air’, and a process of reclaiming the earthquake experience. McIntyre layered spaces and the times of memory and recording, into a single long meditative moment: a moment that was full of the anticipation of its own end – the fear that another wave of seismic energy would finally bring down the walls around her. (...) By bringing together memory, place and seismicity, these artworks both engage with the effects of the earthquake and respect its impact. They engage with histories of the city, integrating the past into the post-quake present and future. They also reflect the new geological expertise of living in a seismic city. Earthquakes have happened here before, but not in this way: able to be mediated by new technologies of recording, storage and transmission." 

I understand this period of radio cegeste's work as the systematic creation of a set of alternate archives: the recording as a library or index structure. Sean Cubitt writes of the archive that "in archive aesthetics we confront temporalities that extend backward and forward into times we experience both as sensory things here, now, in front of us, and also imaginatively as emissaries from the past to the future of which we form only one moment. To the extent that the aesthetic is also ethical (...) it ties us into networks of obligation which extend beyond the present moment into the deep past and the deep future."

Within such works and their small-scale reach, I was always trying to get to grips with the ways in which the durational nature of disasters within everyday lives sits in conflict with their role as spectacle within public media. The most obvious of these is the slow violence of climate change. But other disasters subtly announce themselves in ways that were also true of the 1600s plague and the 1918 flu epidemic. Even now, the Covid-19 pandemic that first emerged in 2020 is writing itself on bodies; both those that invisibly suffer from long covid, and those that walk the streets of inner city Melbourne, those in thrall to conspiratorial right wing mythologies, still protesting imaginary restrictions. As Joyce and Ballard go on to conclude of their investigations into creative works that have articulated a response to the earthquakes: 

Working with the earthquakes and their media has taught us much about the amount of time it takes for stories to emerge. This tracing of artists’ relationships with the material geology of a city points to new geological and aesthetic understandings. Media and experiences are still evolving, as houses and public spaces are still being rebuilt. Many of the evocative images of the Lisbon earthquake were published 100 years after the event. Media and image cycles are now much faster, and as we have shown, many creative responses to Christchurch were immediate and dynamic. Rather than considering media as a reflective material, we have suggested that seismic media is the result of co-creation between the elemental energies of the earthquake, the creative energies of the artists and the community and social energies of the city. 

Again, I return to Cubitt's thoughts on the archive, that it "is not an aesthetic category but an ethical one, in that we owe some obligation to the past and the future to maintain objects in the present. This obligation is either virtuous (it is right and fitting to recall the dead and pass on their memory) or deontological (we remember and transmit ancestral actions as we would wish ourselves and our works to be remembered and transmitted)." (Cubitt 2017) 

The second of my works in the show was '–. .-.. .- –. ..- . / -.– . .- .-. (plague year)' (2021) a fifteen part micro-cast radio serial narrowcasting a daily poetic reworking of Defoe’s A Journal of the Plague Year (1722), made during the pandemic lockdowns in Melbourne, as a commission for the State of Disaster public art project.



Post-extinction huia soundings, Te Whanganui-a-Tara 1912-1924 (moments of history torn away from the movement of history, then returned; no longer quite life, not yet death)



Post-extinction huia soundings, Te Whanganui-a-Tara 1912-1924  (moments of history torn away from the movement of history, then returned; no longer quite life, not yet death) is a sonic fieldwork project that extends and recontextualises ongoing artistic research by Sally Ann McIntyre that focuses on the audible traces of charismatic extinct bird the huia. In Collected huia notations (like shells on the shore where the sea of living memory has receded) (2015), two sets of early twentieth century musical notations of human imitations of huia calls were played on piano and then re-recorded on an extremely fragile and temporally bounded late 19th – early 20th century audio medium, the two minute phonographic wax cylinder. Post-extinction huia soundings geographically re-locates this media archaeological archive within a local map of sites where encounters with huia were documented in the Wellington Te Whanganui-a-Tara region after the species official extinction date of 1907. It takes the cylinders out into these sites, where they are played back repeatedly on a small Edison Gem phonograph until they erase themselves.

Rather than charting huia ‘sightings’ the work emphasises the central role of sound, recognising the long histories of more-than-human sonic interconnections between huia and humans in Aotearoa, developed over hundreds of years before the species was wiped out, and the further echoes of these histories in twentieth century cultural phenomena such as the use of huia song playback in 20th century bio-acoustic field conservation practices.  

In considering several unofficial huia sightings that were reported but not considered officially verifiable (such as a 1922 sighting in Lyall Bay that was dismissed by the then director of the Dominion Museum, who believed the species to be already extinct), the project focuses on the phenomenon of extinction debt, also known as “dead clade walking” (DCW), drawing parallels between the huia of the 1920s and extinction debt narratives in contemporary conservation, such as that attending the South Island kōkako.

Re-playing the archive of huia calls back into these post-extinction geographies creates an echo-chamber that opens the question of this extinct bird’s ongoing cultural life. It suggests that by the 1910s-20s the huia’s relationship to Aotearoa is already a hauntology that destabilises the early 20th century audible landscape of the settler imaginary with ‘the presence of an absence and the absence of a presence’ - or what Mark Fisher has termed the eerie - in ways that undermine empirical verification and visual representations. Instead, the huia’s histories and futures are bound up with oral culture recording methods that hear the human voice become a mediator to the absent presence of this most sacred of birds. “Soundings” might also be seen as a synonym for this interconnectedness, equated to kōrero, discussions, surveys, investigations, consultations.

Within this project, the phonographic wax cylinder is a time capsule traveling in both directions. It filters environmental and extinction histories through the functionality and temporality that is inscribed in the materiality of media technologies. It asks listeners to consider what can be gained by listening in an expanded way to the relations between what is inscribed within the materiality of media technologies, what is “recorded,” and what can never be.

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Exhibition runs 24 June - 28 July 2023
Open Tuesday 10-4pm, at all Pyramid Club gigs and by appointment via email: admin[at]pyramidclub.org.nz
Special thanks to Creative New Zealand for supporting Pyramid Club's programme

Text for Jennifer Callaway's work "No Ground," Radia Season 49, Show 928

I wrote the following curatorial text to frame Jennifer Callaway's experimental radiophonic feature, NO GROUND, which I commissioned for the Radia Network, Season 49.  The show is archived on RADIA.FM and elsewhere around the network, including RADIO PAPESSE.

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NO GROUND by JENNIFER CALLAWAY 

Jennifer Callaway’s ‘No Ground,‘ commissioned for the Radia network’s first broadcast of 2023, is a composition that takes a single 27 minute live improvised recording of a 1940s Bakelite valve radio, and subtly weaves this instrumental base into a patterned sonic fabric with several other musical and sonic elements. It is a delicate meditation on radio as instrument and channeller of the unknown, and a dual love letter to the medium’s long histories of domestic sonic use and its role as gateway to sonic experimentalism.
Jen told me when we were talking about a Radia commission that she hadn’t done a solo piece before. Given her many decades of creative output, at first this fact seemed surprising – even monumental – then I realised it was contingent on how we classify the singular. As an improviser, her tendency is to work in collaboration, with care to nurture her human and nonhuman connections; to instigate and to maintain what we could potentially call a conversation as much as an ecosystem. This alchemical yet everyday process is one that involves the passing and circulation of energy and an equilibrium of intention, as well as the robust embrace of the accidental.
Callaway’s sonic palette – as a concrète auteur of the current Melbourne improvised and experimental music scene – is resolutely grounded in the poetics of immediacy, the responsive, living moment of connection – with musical collaborators in collectives Snacks, Hi God People, Propolis and the duo Is there a Hotline?, and also with her photographic practice that traffics in the aesthetics of the blur: a collaboration with light and time, a yearning toward some aesthetic that revisits the wonder and experimentalism contained at the chemical dawn of the photographic process itself, coupled with a poet’s ability to perceive the life within the materials of the ostensibly insensible – within the grain of the table, the ghost of the living wood.

And here she is, not in solo capacity at all, but working with the radio as collaborator. This particular radio is one of my instruments within the radio cegeste menagerie; it’s a vintage Australian STC from the late 1940s with a beautiful warm valve sound, a great dynamic range, and many unknown histories. At some point both its aerial and its earth wire were cut off, so its ability to act as a receiver is limited. It has likely outlived some of its owners who also wandered its dial in the mid twentieth century, at a time when radio was fully centralised in culture, searching for information or entertainment, some human anchor for the ear, but it is also likely that they encountered its particular tonal translation of the vast seas of static between these islands, the pop and crackle of the inhuman, the unknown and the ancient. 

Lending your tools to another artist is instructive, especially when that instrument is uncommon. It does much to cast light on the use of instrumentation within artistic process, and often leads (again) to the revelation that the technique or the tool is not the art itself (aka “don’t mistake the tools for the purpose”). As such, as much as I know these sounds, the rhythms, movements and temporal clusters that emerge from Jen’s use of this particular radio as a compositional tool are not the ones I would have chosen. They are another conversation with radio’s domestic and material pasts, its temporal immediacies, and its potential futures. I would have spoken to these as well, but differently. I recognise a musicality in No Ground that is completely Jen’s.

She wrote a statement about the piece that illuminates this further: “Is there anybody out there…….? Returning to my 1970s childhood love of rolling through the radio wave ether of space junk, disturbed psyches (akin to mine ?) and wistful echoes with a slow motion comb, greeting each shocking encounter with a little tickle and a dance. Back then, I would climb up on the kitchen bench to reach the shelf where the small radio in its brown leather-bound case spent most of its time (next to the “good” scissors). This time around, I had the wonderful privilege of borrowing my friend Sally’s art deco bakelite valve radio, at her suggestion. And I had the means to weave in a small number of additional imagined voices.”

From 1997 until the early 2000s I hosted a late night experimental radio programme on my local student radio station, RDU 98.3FM, in Christchurch, New Zealand, called Rotate Your State. The ‘sting’ I used for the show was a modified section of Stockhausen’s  Hymnen (1966-67), notable for its browsing of the musicality of the shortwave radio dial, a restless, echoic, tearing, twisting, turning and re-turning. This openness was offset by the presence of national anthems that intruded like interference through the piece, a series of quotational presences, the thresholds of declarative nationalisms conflicting with the borderless sense of planet that attended the use of radio space, the ungrounded sea of the wider composition. Stockhausen said that one of the ideas behind the use of these national anthems was to have them act as “signposts” for listeners, as they travelled through an unknown world of sound, noise and disconnected voices, that “everyone knows the anthem of his own country, and perhaps those of several others, or at least their beginnings.” 

To ‘ground’ an analogue radio is to earth it, with this process located somewhat literally in the geographic; the ultimate goal being to locate a local frequency bandwidth signal. An improperly earthed radio wanders the dial, never able to fully fix down on one location; it might pick up several signals at once, or none at all. Many contemporary transmission  artists and composers have become enamoured with such indeterminate phenomena, in the context of living in the world of digital radio (which in a cultural sense is still radio, but in a material sense is arguably not radio at all), dialing back into the histories of radio through its potential as a physical medium, re-learning the lessons first encountered by the earliest amateurs and their crystal sets, hearing again the sound of the first violin transmitted on the night airwaves, or the frail morse of a maritime signal speaking across the as-yet unlanguaged sea. Here, we are collectively listening back beyond Stockhausen’s Hymnen, which in its prescient beckoning to a global geopolitics in a polyphonic entanglement of nationalisms, was nevertheless a high Modernist composition, grounded within the signals provided by their translation into the anthemic – and the monolithic cultural position of the radiophonic. This itself might be one key to listening to Jen’s composition No Ground, as it joins this conversation. A mobility and precariousness found in our contemporary media ecologies moves back into the analogue; the dial is now an ungrounding, that resists the very idea of the signal as a resting place within the sea of noise, it playfully flutters around it, it speaks back to the everyday droning voices found there with not a small amount of humour and transforms them through active listening, not for sense but for sound. It is resolutely un-earthed. 

Jen writes that she partially learnt her own sonic ungrounding through radio – that drifting around the radio dial as a child provided hours of wonder, and No Ground is a representation of that curiosity and grasp of accidental mysteries, filtered through decades of dedicated performing and listening to, and being involved with experimental music communities. Within the composition, radio can be grasped in its current material immediacies, a counter-earthing that recalls and revitalises its own histories of what it has been; in its end is its beginning: the fact that its dial is largely empty of signal in the early twenty first century harks back to the more expansive emptiness of the nineteenth, before the radio’s centralising within twentieth century culture and the media cultures of Modernity  – on the edge of representation, it is also infused with its longer imaginaries: with the oceanic, with the powdery granular whispers of geological and atmospheric phenomena – the sounds of weather, of natural radio and the magnetosphere; with the insect scratch and bird-warble of the non-human, with the pressing, crowding, numinous voices of the dead, always just out of earshot.

Sally Ann McIntyre, January 2023.

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Jen Callaway is a Naarm/Melbourne (AU) based musician, sound and performance artist, and photographer, raised in various parts of Lutruwita/Tasmania. With a special interest in psychodynamics, hauntology and conservation, current projects include bands Is There a Hotline?, Propolis, Snacks and Hi God People.

https://linktr.ee/jencallaway

Credits:

Jennifer Callaway: composition, recording, editing, images

December 2022-January 2023

'Nocturne: Sonic Migrations' broadcasting on Radio Amnion, 8-10 December

 

I'm truly delighted to be able to announce that the  composition and live site-specific performance work Nocturne: Sonic Migrations, a project developed over two years by curator Eliza Burke and composer-performers Matt Warren, Dani Kirby and myself for a performance on the nipaluna/Hobart waterfront in February 2022, has been thematically and physically extended through a collaboration with the experimental transmission art platform Radio Amnion. 

Nocturne: Sonic Migrations will be the 19th transmission by the Radio Amnion platform/sonic sculpture. Its programmes are broadcast over each full moon from the transmitter's position "far beyond human perception," located on a multi-faceted neutrino telescope more than 2kms deep in Cascadia Abyssal Plain, the most extensive deep-sea channel currently known of the Pacific Ocean.