Showing posts with label Todd Anderson-Kunert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Todd Anderson-Kunert. Show all posts

Friday, October 13, 2017

REVIEW: Todd Anderson-Kunert - Almost There

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A review of Australian sound-artist Todd Anderson-Kunert's piece made from musical vibrators and the moaning of people who listened to them with bodyparts other than their ears.  A fascinating idea, perfectly performed, that brings to mind a world of ponderings.  Reviewed for Heathen Harvest and tenderly edited by Sage Weatherford.

"On one hand, there’s the ear experience, but I found myself constantly re-evaluating the quality of the music in terms of how the vibrations themselves, divorced from the hearing of them, might feel when applied to very different organs. A high tone might be painful, but transferred away from the act of hearing has entirely different qualities; a low tone might sound ominous, but feel amazing. Given that this piece was created with the physical feelings in mind, rather than simply to be heard, it kind of has to be judged in a different way to a regular musical release. But, of course, at the same time, it has been released as a musical release to be listened to, and not as a series of specialised art dildos to be felt..."

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Wednesday, December 7, 2016

REVIEW: Todd Anderson-Kunert - When There Is Nothing Left To Say

High tones meet white noise washes meet laser-pointer sinewaves in blocks of articulated precision, courtesy of Todd Anderson-Kunert.   Review scribbled for Heathen Harvest, editorial assistance by Sage Weatherford.

"The changes between one segment and the next are sometimes gradual as one set of textures sinks away and is gently replaced by another, but more often than not, the changes are abrupt, like the flipping of a switch, one ultra-minimal section of almost unhearable, low subwoofer tones suddenly replaced with a buzz of warm hiss, or a tonal bath of purified sine waves, or a set of super-high frequencies that are so beyond normal hearing that they are almost like a taste in the air, a three-dimensional flavour in the air that can only be tasted by the ear.  And, bugger me, I actually like it."