Stadiums & Shrines
Dreams with Daniel Klag

 

The land rustles outward…

A village/choir. Just as it was built. Singing full of celtic surf and gales. Whistles catching in the bellows and crags: geologic, monolithic embouchures eroded slightly off their perfect pitches. Stones carved to their climbing octaves, melodies transported up the face of the mountain.

A pressure system pulling currents through the doric gills of the hillside. Breathing a hill hymn full of breath and mist. As one vessel halts, another skiffs, a cycle, a harmonizing ensemble winnowed from the briny air. A cloud-shaped cypher.

The sea replies with sighs…

S shhhhh/shhhh. Shhh sh sh shh shhhh. Shhhhhh shhh sh shhhhh shhh shh shhhh. Shhhhhhh shhhhhh sh shh shhhhhh shh shhhh: shhhhhhh, shhhhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhh shhhhh shhhhhhh shh shhhh shhhhhh shhhhhh. Shhhhh shhhhh sh shhhh shhhhhhh shhhhhh, shhhhhhh shhhhhhhhhh sh shh shhh sh shh shhhhhhh.

S shhhhhhh shhhhh shhhhhh shhhhhhh shhhhhh shh shhhh shhhh sh shh shhhhhhh. Shhhhhhhh s shhh shhh shhh sh shhhhh shh shhh. Sh shh shhhhh shhhh, shhhhhh shhhhh, s shhhh, s shhhhhhhhhh shhhhhhh shhhhhhh shhh shh shhhh shh. S shhhh-shhhhh shhhhh.

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Daniel Klag is a New York-based sound artist. His new tape, Devotional, arrives soon on Patient Sounds.

Dreams is an ongoing project where we ask our favorite artists to create a piece of music inspired by a handmade collage.

New Zealand

 

Lights coruscate as the fog emanates, informing the present. The centermost vent—time’s origin—a geyser as thick as the bellows at the froth of the falls, directs all. Past and future converse in the steam, bending in rivers, tipping clocks, sweeping about the trees.

Lives are a landscape across which banks of fog roll, revealing what is to come, concealing what’s elapsed.

Directly into the mist, she peers, throwing a lamp’s lit sneer. Two sets of eyes look back, one skips betwixt with a child’s giggle and fresh grass scents. The other glares back coarsely, framed by fine and furrowed lines of skin.

She holds a glacial gaze for perhaps another minute, or eight, or an epoch, fixed in the forecasting terrain events as they replay, a cascade.

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Kohwi is Berlin-based artist Cory Levinson. Currently he runs the label Ways Inner Pass, and is readying a release next Spring with friend and collaborator Miriam Simun.

Dreams is an ongoing project where we ask our favorite artists to create a piece of music inspired by a handmade collage.

Australia

 

The day of the sun — the only day fish can swim through the hydroelectric arches, and if timed perfectly, and executed with cunning and finesse, can leave the fish transformed. Pitched up the food chain. Scales replaced by hide, and gills for lowing lungs.

Peak fishing season though, as the schools, rustled, shimmer back from coral pastures, crossing the bays. One attempts the rite, quick as light and graceful fins. Yolks the falls, bells all jangling and ripples as it becomes reborn, a bovine wonder. Bullseye.

These men of lures in hip-waders throw lines, now lassoing into their wakes, tangling with horns and snarling their rods. They reel them in and pack their tackle and hitch their catch and creels. One holy head bellows a first and clumsy moo and scares the school back past the breaker.

One fisherman turns to the other fisherman, “I guess we’re cowboys now.”

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Saccharine is Montreal-based artists Katie Lee and Rafferty McMahan.

Dreams is an ongoing project where we ask our favorite artists to create a piece of music inspired by a handmade collage.

Germany

 

Swaths of cloth pinwheel in the passat. Evergreen strobic void in the streets of Munich.

“Don’t get too close!” the crowd shouts.

“That window’s open!”

“Look, look! They’re barely on!”

This jagged game… a rifted plane… how they brighten at dropping prospects, to dance and dare. A centimeter spin from disintegration, or perhaps a chance encounter with the Great Landscaper, forever rolling over those hills.

One tangles with another…

“Oooo… Oh my….” erupts from the terrace.

An unbalanced reach—a miss gasp.

Forever pinwheeling in the passat.

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North Americans is Los Angeles-based artist (and Driftless Recordings co-founder) Patrick McDermott. His debut LP, NO_NO, was released in 2015. Next month, Patrick will be at Moogfest as part of the interactive installation Unholy Matrimony Noise Music + Sparse Videogame Worlds.

Dreams is an ongoing project where we ask our favorite artists to create a piece of music inspired by a handmade collage.

Belgium

 

A wall enters, pillowing the horizon, flanking the foothills, inching towards the city. A ruffle of sea. The frequency is heard at first, a distant chug. Felt second as a misting, wooly, the marble marketplace coated and vibrating. Alarm catches the exterior, vendors awaken in succession… the auctioneer carries on inside, bidders still locked in squabble…

…(indiscernible chatter and horns)…

“Sold! to the…”

A gavel raised: the serene swell—so attentive—slides beneath, just as it wraps around each column and body through the ruby corridors, to the ballroom… every cordial, snifter and champagne flute freezes in the inhale of the ascending squall…

…(something about the sea curling from its bed)… and hovers, drawn back at full amplitude.

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Longshoreman is Brooklyn-based musician Aaron Hodges (formerly of Holy Spirits). His self-titled 2015 album—a beautiful, devotional folk-drone exploration of darkness and hope (in a more song/vocal-oriented sphere)—is available on 12″ LP at bandcamp.

Dreams is an ongoing project where we ask our favorite artists to create a piece of music inspired by a handmade collage.