#Schizophonia

[saintdoodles]

Face doodle

[lise-fad]

R. Murray Schafer (1933-2021)

Nacido en Sarnia, Canadá, fue compositor, escritor, educador y ambientalista.

El trabajo de Schafer resulta fundamental para concebir la idea de una experiencia de la escucha como parte de un ambiente o “ecología acústica”.

Schafer nos propone que existen sonidos referenciales que tendrían que estar protegidos y catalogados como parte de la flora o la fauna de un ecosistema, ya que el impacto de la presencia humana ha modificado los entornos sonoros del mundo.

Sin embargo, también existen sonidos que forman parte del entorno cultural de una comunidad, ya que representan la experiencia colectiva de un grupo de personas, que comparten un territorio, una historia y un sentido de pertenencia. Los sonidos también hablan de las personas, de su pasado, su presente y su futuro.

El paisaje sonoro (soundscape) es una categoría que integra todos los sonidos que forman parte de un entorno y se conciben tres elementos fundamentales para definirlo, el keynote o tono, que se refiere a los sonidos de fondo y es la base de todo paisaje sonoro. La señal sonora o sound signal integra los sonidos generales del entorno como el ladrido de un perro o la alarma de un reloj, estas señales aportan capas de profundidad y son elementos que permiten dar forma al paisaje; finalmente y quizás el más importante, el soundmark o sonido referencial. Esta marca sonora es considerada como el punto de referencia o hito que le da carácter a un lugar, por ejemplo la letanía que reproducen las camionetas que ofrecen servicios de compra venta de colchones, refrigeradores, estufas y muebles viejos en la Ciudad de México, si bien es probable que este servicio se ofrezca en otros lugares del mundo, el famoso sonsonete publicitario es un acontecimiento endémico de las las calles de la CDMX, un soundmark chilango.

"Sounds Unseen: An exhibition of musical manuscripts and sound sculpture", 1970

Schafer también acuñó el término esquizofonía (schizophonia) en 1969, para aludir a la fisura abierta entre un sonido original y su reproducción en otro tiempo y lugar. Este concepto proviene de la invención de equipos electroacústicos para la transmisión del sonido, lo que significaba que cualquier sonido podía ser grabado y enviado a cualquier parte del mundo. Originalmente, eso no era posible, ya que cada sonido era original y solo podía escucharse una vez. La esquizofonía es la separación de este sonido nativo y su grabación; y el término se centra en los efectos perjudiciales de esto para los individuos y las sociedades en general.

"Hemos separado el sonido del creador del sonido. Los sonidos han sido arrancados de sus cuencas naturales y se les ha dado una existencia amplificada e independiente. El sonido vocal, por ejemplo, ya no está atado a un agujero en la cabeza, sino que es libre de emitir desde cualquier lugar del paisaje"

[starfishinthedistance]

Honestly is there anything more rage-inducing than a neurotypical psych student explaining your own disorder to you, or worse, "correcting" you about your own goddamn experience with it (often with outdated or straight-up incorrect information)???

[littlemoonbride]

Mélodies enneigées 🌾

[nextposition1]

Une chronique des croisières sous le signe du lointain. Du proche et du lointain. De l’étrange parfois. La radio Schizophonia/Metanoîa de Bondy nous rendait visite… Salvador Dali aussi. De l’or et de l’argent, « Un voyage qui nous ramène aussi loin que la voie lactée », les étoiles du ciel d’Egypte, un mélange de planètes. Un poème sans titre qui s’intitule le Loch et le lac! Il y est question du film OUTRAGE (1950) de Ida Lupino ; un film réalisé par une femme qui nous raconte l’histoire d’une femme victime d’un viol… Quelqu’un d’autre se demande pourquoi les gens ne se tiennent plus par la main. Ici tout se tient.

[bpdcodone]

I fucking hate living as me tbh I have a shitty fucking left eye that’s going blind at this point because it wasn’t treated enough as a kid and now due to lack of treatment ITS GOING BLIND. I have 2 PDs and traits from overlapping cluster Bs (Aspd) but not enough for a actual diagnosis of that just traits. But my two full personality disorders are BPD and STPD I can’t go outside most days because I’m terrified people are stalking me, reading my mind and tracking and following me. I can barely talk to people without anxiety and paranoia that there out to get me. I can’t date cuz the BPD just makes it impossible to date me atp, I have DID symptoms to which is just wonderful why would anyone wanna date me when I can’t even have sex with someone without dissociating or freezing up during it who wants to deal with that I don’t offer much so my body is the only option. Like a used up sex doll. I’m DISGUSTING, even my parents hate me which why wouldn’t they. There the ones who abused me and gave me all this shit so why tf wouldn’t they. I feel like a mistake, a leech, a burden, a curse, a shameful stain and a fake “human” walking around with a otherworldly mind in the bad way. I’m a weird abused kid who never learned how to adapt

[schizophrenia-world]

I keep debating if I’m evil or not… fuckin hell

[lilchocomacaron]

My husband and I were in NC. We stopped at this holistic store called dancing moon. Beautiful place with amazing energy ✨️ ❤️

[23holoholo]

Rinôçérôse - Bitch

[froufroufoxxes]

alone.

[saintdoodles]

[sephsworld]

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[sienna-cael2041]

week 1: sound, noise, music, sound art

Schizophonia: the split between an original sound and its electroacoustic reproduction

Electro-acoustic: any process involving the transfer of a signal from acoustic to electrical form or vice versa.

Psychogeography: the effect of geographical location on the emotions and behaviour of individuals

Artists to look at:

R Murray Shafer

John Cage

Annea Lockwood 10 minute listening exercise

On my left, the window was open, so i could hear birds, the distant sound of cars, planes flying overhead, shouting from the nearby football field. I could also hear and feel the sound of wind going through the trees, the windows and my hair.

Behind me, I could hear shuffling and shifting, sometimes sniffling or clicking noises coming from objects being interacted with.

To my right, the door to the corridors was open and I could hear people walking past, the fading in and out of music, yelling and loud voices reverberating through the building. I could hear the clock, and sometimes the door shuddering against the wall from the wind.

I was more partial to the sounds coming from my left. I preferred the natural noises of the wind and birds over the louder voices coming from outside the door to my right. However, I liked the upbeat music that echoed through the corridors. The sound of the distant traffic and planes flying were neutral to me, almost like white noise.

I currently have a bit of a cold/cough right now and I was doing my best to hold in my coughs, not wanting them to be written down and immortalised in people's notes or minds. And I especially did not want people to label my coughs as annoying, ugly, or disturbing.

The ten minutes felt long sometimes and short other times. I could hear my own body making noises, as I bounced my leg, and swallowed, and I could hear the sound of pops or crackling in my head as I held back yawns.

[littlemoonbride]

Place of reflection 👁️

[connorchen-saddog8]

Reading Personification by Steven Connor

Quotes:

In such a world, the discontinuity of insides and outsides is ecstatically, anxiously dissolved. And in such a world sound, with its capacity to permeate the membranes separating discrete beings and bodies and to move from inside to outside and from outside to inside, becomes the representative sense-modality.

Erik Bünger is preoccupied throughout his work with such passages of sounds, musics, and vocalities between inside and outside.

The inside and the outside of what? For it seems that we are no longer located unilaterally on the inside of things, receiving sounds that come to us from an outside; rather, as the self-overhearing voice in Samuel Beckett’ s The Unnamable says, we are in the position of the diaphragm, the tenuous thickness that vibrates between the inside and outside: (SAMUEL BECKET ABSURDIST THEATRE)

Michel Serres has frequently evoked what he calls the “black box” of hearing, which takes raw sound and processes it into signal, voice, melody, turning “hard” form into “soft” information. (BLACK BOX WHITE BOX)

You become a person through sound, the word seems to say, through the sound that passes through you, circulating between the three grammatical persons that every person comprises—first, second, and third—pluralizing its singularity. We are persons because we are sonified, we are personifications of the sounds that we absorb and exude. Ego is echo, personhood is resonance, the resounding of the persona: ‘personance,’ held together by a sort of persistence of hearing equivalent to the cinematic persistence of vision. (INTERNET SPACE AS ECHO CHAMBER AS EVERYTHING)

In his more recent works A Lecture on Schizophonia, 2007 – 09 (figs. 03–04 ) and The Third Man, 2010 (figs. 01 – 02 ) Erik Bünger has reinvented a genre that flourished in the eighteenth-century theater: the lecture-performance. One of the most successful of these was George Stevens’s Lecture On Heads, which used a series of busts of historical figures to develop some meditations upon the idea of character. (The lecture performance)

In his more recent works A Lecture on Schizophonia, 2007 – 09 (figs. 03–04 ) and The Third Man, 2010 (figs. 01 – 02 ) Erik Bünger has reinvented a genre that flourished in the eighteenth-century theater: the lecture-performance. One of the most successful of these was George Stevens’s Lecture On Heads, which used a series of busts of historical figures to develop some meditations upon the idea of character.

authority in performance, the authorial voice

absurdity in treating such a benign and ridiculous subject with such severity

The virus of language

Concerning itself with the ‘thirdness’ of our media, Bünger’s lecture must itself occupy this tertiary position, this middle ground.

mediator between reality and constructed fiction of the phenomena of chair porn

A growing preoccupation through Erik Bünger’s work is the force of what might be called preoccupation itself; that is, the ways in which we are all of us inhabited in advance by the cadences and rhythms of the media, always already in place alongside us, before us, within us, nagging, niggling, jingling

The Third Man is an anatomy of the condition of obsession, in which we are all besieged by voices, hints, solicitations, floating fragments of desire and affect; all seeking to take root, to find a space of interiority in which to resound and prolong themselves. But an effect of iteration or citationality is added to the lecture in performance, in which the subordinate relation in which Bünger stands to his own text as it reads itself or plays itself out through his performance of it rhymes with the obsessional theme of the lecture itself, namely the way in which we are read, ghosted, or reeled off by the ubiquitous soundtracks of modern media. We are induced to wonder: is it possible to speak of such a condition of obsession non-obsessively? Is the diagnosis of the paranoid condition always in part a confirmatory symptom of it?

If we are fated never again to be fully alive, fully present to ourselves and each other in the mythical region of the here and now, this may hint at the condition of virtuality towards which human beings have been tending since they first began to provide an auditorium for the resoundings of personification, which is perhaps to say, since they first heard the whispers of what it would be to be human.

[2nd-book-of-lamentations]

Dirges of the Damned

I

It was an Age of Schizophonia A time of total Self-conceit

In Those Times Sociopathy was the highest ethos And empathy its accessibility tool

In That Age Wealth went to the Ruthless For the Doctors: death on Death Fewer to staunch the bleeding hearts Every day, a taller hoard Every quarter for the All-Hungry

It was an Age Around two thousand years Before or after Christ