Sunday 31 August 2014

Automatic Writing #7

This reminds me of when I was a sound tech.  My head buried in the back of electronic equipment, buried in tangled cables.  Hours, days, years of my life spent chasing signals down wires.  Imagining each pulse as an act of life and liveliness.  Like the heart it should never cease.  Like a heart surgeon, looking for the blockage or the hole.  Patching up the engine of life (or sound).  Looking for the problem, trying to find a solution.  Pumping knobs and buttons and pots in the same way doctors pump the heart.  The sound signal is the blood of life to the audio engineer.

The cables are thick and insulated.  You can't really see the wires, and you definitely can't see the signals.  It is like a sixth sense though.  A psychic awareness of the electrical highway.  If you know what to look for, what to listen for, what to feel for, you will find it.

They say, in this age of digital consoles, that you can't mix sound with your eyes.  Well I say you can't just mix sound with your ears either.  You have to feel it.  Just as the signal flows down the wire, the soundwaves vibrate through your body.

You don't just hear that base beat, you feel it.  That 'money note' isn't a sound.  It is the goose bumps felt when it is sung.  Music is a feeling.  All sound is feeling.  As your ears vibrate, your other internal organs are vibrating as well.

It is not just your body vibrating with the sound.  It is the world vibrating with you too.  It is a movement of universal synchronicity, that driving doof, getting your intestines worked up is also shaking the tables and chairs, rocking the glasses, and rattling the door.  Your vibrations are at one with the universe.

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