Sound Collages - audio adventures

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Sound Collages - audio adventures

The point of this podcast is to give voice to my writing, experimenting with soundscapes and mini documentaries. The joy of podcasting is it’s limitlessness. Twelve years into the medium, others have developed their voices. I will be continuing this tradition. A radiophile since childhood, I experienced the Cultural Revolution from The People’s Republic of China on short wave through a valve radio encased in bakelite and fabric covered speakers. The joy of the spoken word, the noises of life, the voices and the imagination triggering effects of audio are what drive me to podcast.

  1. 23/08/2023

    Deep Sleep Meditation

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    7 min

  2. 21/05/2023

    Requiem

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    1 min

  3. 21/05/2023

    Carrantohil Dreaming (2)

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    3 min

  4. 09/05/2023

    Carrauntoohil Dreaming

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    4 min

  5. 10/08/2018

    20. Skibbereen Soundscape

    Sound Collages - audio adventures

    3 min

  6. 01/06/2017

    # mrjonmoore audio adventures episode018

    Found sound, mash ups 1950s advertising and conspiracies: MK ultra!

    5 min

  7. 30/04/2017

    #mrjonmoore audio adventures episode017

    Then there arose in the land of the free a new idea, well an old idea resuscitated. An idea that should have been drowned like a misformed kitten. Yet was not. And out of the soft, out of the complacent, in memory no more, as clock clowns tinker with just how close we are to annihilation, two to twelve, one and a half? Existential accountants seeking annual publicity. And as we no longer suck in a breath when yet another school shooting pops up on the news feed, so The memory of Nagasaki, Hiroshima, Nevada, Bikini and even mu aroa slides off a cliff as those who lived them take the blast wave, the flash, the radiation and above all, the fallout with them to hades. Hades and the burning, Dresden, Tokyo, does anyone remember? Does anyone care? Flesh rendered asunder, the screams, the quiet, the blind eye turned. “They started it.”, Poland and Pearl harbour. Of course, the grandmother roasted alive with her pet cat clinging to her, never ordered anyone to bomb anywhere but has paid for those orders, no tip required. And in the forgetting comes the concept, comes the conscious self delusion. Maybe, with the right set of circumstances we could, like, maybe, you know, start, win and survive a nuclear war, no! Call it a conflict, a nuclear conflict! Almost cuddly. A shudder runs through grandmothers and their cats everywhere. So stand proud people of the world, from Munich all those Olympiads ago to the gassings of Syria, all these will pale before the all conquering atom. Will the surviving mineshaft dwellers watch “Dr. Stranglove” with a sense of irony? Will they watch it with the knowledge of its prophetic powers? 2001 a misprint of 2100. All hail the mighty Kubrick! And still there are people, strategic planners, arguing for a first strike on North Korea. “Why, Hell Mr President, while we're at it, why don't we fix those damned Iranians?”

    6 min

  8. 20/02/2017

    #mrjonmoore audio adventures episode016

    Pi I was listening to a doco by an autistic savant the other day. He described how he had recited the number pi to 25,400 places. Interesting enough in it’s own right but a comment he made struck something deep. “Pi contains your phone number, it contains your date of birth, it even contains your date of death.” A powerful number this one. Imagine any number you want, your tax file number, the Prime Minister’s Tax File Number,and it is there within the irrational ramblings of Pi. Decode this number and imagine the power. The PM’s TFN, imagine that. The problem, of course, is Pi itself. We don’t know where in Pi this number lies, we just know it’s there. Assuming numerical launch codes for the world’s nuclear arsenals, they too are contained within Pi. Financial secrets, death dealing numbers and the date of birth of your one true love, all are within its gift. How then do we access this irrational number’s secrets? How? How? How? We foolishly sent our limited understanding of this number on the voyager spacecraft. We told the watching minds of more greatly developed species just how backward we are. Maybe they have unravelled the secrets, maybe they can see from our narrow understanding, an understanding that simply links the radius of a circle to its circumference, from this they can see we know the number but not its deeper meaning. Zorg and Zog discuss the arrival of this spacecraft in their sector of the universe. They calculate its origin and then they speculate. Zorg: They know nothing, we can take their puny planet whenever we want. Zog: Are they double bluffing? You know, pretending to be stupid. Zorg: Ahhh. Like the Crestasteans at the Battle of the Stolen Quarks? Zog: Exactly. They send Voyager on, they have no need to be a part of any disturbance at this time. And Pi sits blindly engraved on its golden disc hurtling across the universe with nothing but the Ode to Joy humming in its mind. The sounds of earth, the thoughts of Ann Druyan embedded in a golden record. You know the kind of thing they used to give you if your record album sold a million copies. I can see Zorg and Zog scratching their heads of that. Zorg: Vinyl technology? Really? I would have expected an mp3 at the very least and in stereo. Zog: You see what I meant with the double bluff. Zorg: We were right to send it on. And on it drifts. We who remain bound to this planet, we who remain to use a rough approximation of Pi, 22 over 7, in our arithmetic, we have, maybe in the mind of just one of us, sensed Pi’s deeper meaning. How many layers are there to this number? This irrational number. Irrational, standing in obvious counterpoint to the  now out of favour term Economic Rationalism. The bizarre effect of this notion was more closely related to the irrational than it at first seemed. Indeed much of what we as a species consider rational is not. Could it be that the rational is simply that which we have concocted to satisfy our own minds? A fraction which reduces to one decimal place has a purity to it. Even one that creates a recurring decimal is a little frightening. It goes on forever, continuously repeating itself as in two thirds becoming 0.666 recurring and that’s before we start working the 666 of the Apocalypse into our thinking. It just goes on and on constantly repeating its nonsensical rambling. An irrational number never, ever repeats any of the sections of its numbers, ever. There is no pattern, there is no rationality, there is only madness in these decimals. And yet they are everywhere. The square root of minus one is even more bizarre that Pi. It is not even physically possible in the real world, whatever that is. No, we must stick to the real world. The square root of minus one is a number for another tale. And in this real world are irrational numbers. So much so that Homo economus, the rational human being at the base assumptions of all economic theory does not exist. We are designed to

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The point of this podcast is to give voice to my writing, experimenting with soundscapes and mini documentaries. The joy of podcasting is it’s limitlessness. Twelve years into the medium, others have developed their voices. I will be continuing this tradition. A radiophile since childhood, I experienced the Cultural Revolution from The People’s Republic of China on short wave through a valve radio encased in bakelite and fabric covered speakers. The joy of the spoken word, the noises of life, the voices and the imagination triggering effects of audio are what drive me to podcast.

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