Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Sunday, 30 December 2012

There is sweet music here that softer...


Some poets have made enough from one lyric to buy houses - Tennyson purchased Farringford House on the Isle of Wight on the back of Come into the Garden Maud (and of course Walter Scott purchased Abbotsford after publishing and bestselling the Lady of the Lake.)


A choral version of There is sweet music here another popular lyric of Tennyson's can be found here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fpY8YK-WyY8; it is just one version of many. Or make your own...and send it to us.

There is sweet music here that softer falls
Than petals from blown roses on the grass,
Or night-dews on still waters between walls
Of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass;
Music that gentlier on the spirit lies,
Than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes;
Music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.
Here are cool mosses deep,
And thro' the moss the ivies creep,
And in the stream the long-leaved flowers weep,
And from the craggy ledge the poppy hangs in sleep.

from the Lotos Eaters Alfred Lord Tennyson


Details of other versions can be found here http://www.recmusic.org/lieder/get_text.html?TextId=15694

Monday, 21 March 2011

Sound art/poetry: zebra finches

Sound art is hard to pin down. But that is part of the point. It challenges ideas of the the arts as separate classical entities.

The French sound artist Céleste Boursier-Mougenot explores the contours of artistic control through sound and random generation. For example in his work Index, he has designed a computer program to convert what is typed on office computers into a musical score. This is then played live by an acoustic piano in the same space.  The program uses repetitions and nuances of the office work typing and creates notes, dynamics and other musical terms turning bureaucracy into music. The harder the humans work, the more music but the decisions are left to the computer.

And in the beautiful example below, the musicians are birds.


Céleste Boursier-Mougenot's zebra finches jamming at the Barbican Centre, London