Category Archives: Field Recording & Soundscape

Banks Bailey ~ Mountains and Waters / René Aquarius ~ Woodland Sigil

Two new Unfathomless releases bring listeners to the deep forest, where mysteries beckon and surprises lie around every corner.  Each CD opens windows to the past by presenting the sounds that might have been heard in prior centuries. Mountains and

Banks Bailey ~ Mountains and Waters / René Aquarius ~ Woodland Sigil

Two new Unfathomless releases bring listeners to the deep forest, where mysteries beckon and surprises lie around every corner.  Each CD opens windows to the past by presenting the sounds that might have been heard in prior centuries. Mountains and

moltamole ~ ° and so we heard them melt

When it comes to confronting climate change, Copenhagen’s moltamole goes all in.  After writing a thesis paper about the aural aspects of the subject, she traveled to various locations in Greenland and Iceland to record the sound of melting glaciers.  ° and

moltamole ~ ° and so we heard them melt

When it comes to confronting climate change, Copenhagen’s moltamole goes all in.  After writing a thesis paper about the aural aspects of the subject, she traveled to various locations in Greenland and Iceland to record the sound of melting glaciers.  ° and

Kate Carr ~ Contact

Scientists often note that we spend a lot of time, money and effort trying to contact aliens, while failing to pay attention to some of earth’s most intelligent creatures (dolphins and whales).  Kate Carr’s Contact takes the observation one step further,

Kate Carr ~ Contact

Scientists often note that we spend a lot of time, money and effort trying to contact aliens, while failing to pay attention to some of earth’s most intelligent creatures (dolphins and whales).  Kate Carr’s Contact takes the observation one step further,

Ezra Fike ~ Mail Room

Oh, the summer job.  Ezra Fike has finished a stint at a print shop / mail room, and he’s taken something with him.  No, not the proceeds, not a souvenir cartridge or roll, but the sound.  In so doing, he’s made something

Ezra Fike ~ Mail Room

Oh, the summer job.  Ezra Fike has finished a stint at a print shop / mail room, and he’s taken something with him.  No, not the proceeds, not a souvenir cartridge or roll, but the sound.  In so doing, he’s made something

Francisco López ~ untitled #370

With untitled #370, we notice a milestone has been passed.  One can now listen to a different untitled Francisco López composition every day for a year without repetition.  Next year we’ll celebrate the 25th anniversary of the original untitled; good reason, we believe,

Francisco López ~ untitled #370

With untitled #370, we notice a milestone has been passed.  One can now listen to a different untitled Francisco López composition every day for a year without repetition.  Next year we’ll celebrate the 25th anniversary of the original untitled; good reason, we believe,

Each Morning of the World ~ Southeast Asia PhoNographic Mornings

Another 20 weeks has gone by, and another beautiful collection of PhoNographic Mornings is now complete.  Stéphane Marin continues to curate this library of sound for Sunday mornings, now six strong. But there’s a difference in this collection.  In earlier reviews, we’ve mentioned

Each Morning of the World ~ Southeast Asia PhoNographic Mornings

Another 20 weeks has gone by, and another beautiful collection of PhoNographic Mornings is now complete.  Stéphane Marin continues to curate this library of sound for Sunday mornings, now six strong. But there’s a difference in this collection.  In earlier reviews, we’ve mentioned

Manja Ristić ~ The Black Isle

“My childhood was deep blue and foamy,” writes Serbian composer Manja Ristić.  Her memories of Korčula Island are pristine.  As she recalls the town streets “positioned in the shape of a fish bone,” and the “natural air conditioning of the Adriatic

Manja Ristić ~ The Black Isle

“My childhood was deep blue and foamy,” writes Serbian composer Manja Ristić.  Her memories of Korčula Island are pristine.  As she recalls the town streets “positioned in the shape of a fish bone,” and the “natural air conditioning of the Adriatic