“Is it crazy to bring human instruments and voices together with millions of thrumming and wing-flicking cicadas? Does the mix need any more sound? Every musician should try at least once to add his or her own small voice to the millions.”
Hell yea. Reminds me of this
There is a legend in Burma stating that swarms of male dragonflies gather to join in choruses of high-pitched tones to court their mates. The ones that don’t succeed in mating eventually scream so loud that their chests explode and they drop dead to the ground. These recordings are a tribute to this legend. Droning cicadas, dragonflies and other insects display their charm as masters of the High Frequency Airwaves recorded live and unprocessed by Tucker Martine in the lush settings of Laos, Thailand, and Burma. Enter the supernatural world where Entomology and Electronica converge in a tropical hallucination of alien sound. Anyone who’s ever wondered if these strange symphonies could be recorded or preserved AS precisely as they sound in the field need look no further! Martine has done it and you will be transported to the exact experience one would encounter in these mysterious lowlands.
What if insects are already electronic? Not in an ironic, what if they were just fake Birds Aren’t Real drones kind of way, but instead because they were in fact the electronic substrate of the natural world? Meaning what exactly? I’m not sure, but I think it has to do with sheer numbers. Infinite pulses of accumulating intensity, energy transmitted through circuits of movement. I think of the lines of ants in and out of our kitchen right now, or the lines of leaf-cutter ants constantly criss-crossing each trail in some rainforests I’ve walked. Or cicadas. Before we had drones, they, well, droned.