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		<title>Review #3: Sonic Ecologies</title>
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One Square Inch of Silence: One Man&#8217;s Search for Natural Silence in a Noisy World
by Gordon Hempton
Free Press, 2009
368 pps., $26 ($4.20 used on Abebooks.com)
Sonic Warfare: Sound, Affect, and the Ecology of Fear 
by Steve Goodman
The MIT Press, 2009
240 pps., $35 ($25.20 on Amazon)
&#8220;As for cost-benefit analysis,&#8221; Gordon Hempton begins a climactic soliloquy to an [...]]]></description>
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/One-Square-Inch-Silence-Natural/dp/1416559086"><em>One Square Inch of Silence: One Man&#8217;s Search for Natural Silence in a Noisy World</em></a><br />
by Gordon Hempton<br />
Free Press, 2009<br />
368 pps., $26 ($4.20 used on <a href="http://www.abebooks.com/servlet/SearchResults?an=hempton&#038;sts=t&#038;tn=one+square+inch&#038;x=0&#038;y=0">Abebooks.com</a>)</p>
<p><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sonic-Warfare-Ecology-Technologies-Abstraction/dp/0262013479"><em>Sonic Warfare: Sound, Affect, and the Ecology of Fear</em> </a><br />
by Steve Goodman<br />
The MIT Press, 2009<br />
240 pps., $35 ($25.20 on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sonic-Warfare-Ecology-Technologies-Abstraction/dp/0262013479">Amazon</a>)</p>
<p>&#8220;As for cost-benefit analysis,&#8221; Gordon Hempton begins a climactic soliloquy to an audience of frowning Federal Aviation Administration agents, &#8220;we have three million visitors to Olympic Park each year. We&#8217;ve had two timber mills close. I have seen the poverty in the town of Port Angeles. I live there at the park. To be designated the world&#8217;s first quiet place and to develop quiet tourism in that area &#8211; let me tell you, I do a lot of traveling and it is so noisy. There is a tourist need for this quiet place. It would be a tremendous benefit.&#8221; <sup>[<a name="id394062" href="#ftn.id394062">1</a>]</sup></p>
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<p>Hempton is a professional sound artist with a Utopian environmental streak, and he arrived in Washington D.C. with a mission. His conversation with the FAA concludes a cross-country funeral for a time when you could still hear yourself think, damn it, a death he&#8217;d like very much to undo. He blames noisy machines and an etiquette deficit for the deadly din, but is pitching his <a href="http://www.seattlemag.com/0p135a1263/in-search-of-onesquare-inch-of-silence/">one square inch of silence campaign</a> in an effort to turn things around and restore some peace and quiet.</p>
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<p> <sup>[<a name="id394062" href="#ftn.id394062">2</a>]</sup></p>
<p>The proposition is simple: reroute a few planes each day, and the Hoh Rain Forest in Washington&#8217;s Olympic National Park will be <em>perfectly</em> free of man-made noise, especially the mechanical kind, at all times. According to Hempton&#8217;s empirical calculations &#8211; and he is <a href="http://www.soundtracker.com/">an impressively-credentialed</a> listener &#8211;  the Hoh is the last place in the United States where this condition might yet be possible. But if one place can reach that state, perhaps visitors will awaken to the value of silence, and spread the word.</p>
<p>Hempton&#8217;s mission is deeply sincere, and he can be convincing. His field recordings in national parks are among the loveliest I&#8217;ve heard, infinitely more attentive to species and their spaces than garden variety &#8220;nature sounds&#8221; recordings. (The book comes with a CD that aurally annotates each leg of his trip.) </p>
<p>The most urgent argument in the book is that human beings are not the only sonically-aware species on the planet. When a given ecosystem gets noisy, animals that communicate through sound must either <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/environment/2009/jun/03/great-tit-city-bird-song">compensate</a> or leave. A substantial body of research attests to these ecological effects; Hempton gives us a visceral sense. Further, for species that instinctively associate loud noise with predators, industrial sound will always compel them to flee &#8211; there is no potential to rationalize the source, as there may be with humans. Without question, sound needs to be folded into any environmental conversation that wants to consider other species.</p>
<p>Unfortunately, in the move from awareness to political action, things get murkier. Except for brief passages where he admits a nostalgia for the quaint aurality of trains, baseball, and local restaurants, Hempton paints all human sound as a blight. If you&#8217;d never lived in a city, you might think they existed to steal your hearing &#8211; thank goodness the trip doesn&#8217;t run through New York. Bluntly, the wholesale dismissal of urban space for containing too much human sound is a brash move when more than half the world&#8217;s population lives in such places. </p>
<p>The reader may want to know: What options exist for urbanites? This isn&#8217;t really Hempton&#8217;s concern. During the meeting with the FAA, however, something predictable happens, suggesting that perhaps it should be: the conversation turns to money. Flight patterns cannot be rerouted, the FAA reps insist, because even a brief deviation from a straight line costs precious minutes, which means burning extra fuel, which means significantly higher ticket costs in a climate where even pretzels are a luxury. </p>
<p>Hempton fantasizes that airline passengers might be willing to pay more for the knowledge that their flight was not disrupting a delicate serenity below. Even if that were true, this moment in the book compels us to reflect on the entire journey: the journalist drove a rattling VW bus across the entire United States, with a brief intermission to fly back to Washington state from Chicago, and at the end shipped the bus back coast-to-coast to avoid it breaking down on the way. The amount of noisy travel time logged in the name of silence here was tremendous. And that is not to mention the equipment &#8211; cell phones, laptops, noise meters &#8211; that had to be manufactured and shipped, nor the importation of gas, and so forth. I mention these things not to paint Hempton as a hypocrite, which I have no reason to think him, but to suggest that in a globalized, capitalist world, human noise (and pollution more broadly) is a consequence of everything we undertake &#8211; including activism. There are simply too many people on the planet, with too many modern tendencies that speak to plenty of legitimate needs, to think that we can return to a noiseless Utopia. Even the success of Olympic Park as a mecca for quiet-seekers would be self-defeating, once too many people showed up. The only way around this would be a capitalist dystopia in which everyone was isolated, all the time, in their own soundproof pod, a future that Hempton is too much of a humanist to be tempted by.</p>
<p>The challenge thus becomes creating a thoughtful and ethical soundscape, one that doesn&#8217;t bother portraying human sound as unnatural since we all know it&#8217;s inevitable &#8211; one that thinks about the modern sonic environment like an architect and a <em>good citizen</em>. </p>
<p>The book that takes us there remains to be written. (If it arrives as a book at all.) But in the meantime, Steve Goodman offers an opening. The appeal of his new monograph, &#8220;Sonic Warfare,&#8221; is to consider the politics of sonic frequency in addition to volume, specifically within capitalism.<sup>[<a name="id394062" href="#ftn.id394062">3</a>]</sup> Though the distinction between volume and frequency may seem merely technical, it certainly has its consequences. Differently pitched sounds do different things to bodies, within the audible spectrum as well as above and below it. Unfortunately, the recent history of research on the effects of frequency has largely taken place within the military and industry for the sake of coercion. Paranoid Cold War technicians failed to find a sonic magic bullet that might paralyze the enemy&#8217;s will, but modern security forces make liberal use of illiberal technologies like <a href="http://www.compoundsecurity.co.uk/anti-loitering-equipment">the Mosquito</a>, the <a href="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/2009/09/30/lrads-silenced-by-sound/">LRAD</a>, and the <a href="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/2009/11/02/the-rumbler/">Rumbler</a>. This is an addition to Muzak and other vaguely musical decorations meant to keep consumers docile.</p>
<p>If noise, for Hempton, is the consequence of neglect &#8211; a mound of radioactive garbage that humanity refuses to stop feeding &#8211; for Goodman it is itself an ecosystem in need of tending. He argues that the human sonic environment has been polluted not only by sound that moves bodies through space (a &#8220;sonic architecture of control&#8221;<sup>[<a name="id394062" href="#ftn.id394062">4</a>]</sup>), but by sound that conditions people for things that haven&#8217;t even happened yet &#8211; a creepy futurity that fills us with dread.  Instinct and culture here are separate but complementary domains: Noise above 80 decibels activates a low-level fight-or-flight response in the human body, making us jittery, and the effect is enhanced through specific sounds: &#8220;burglar alarms, ring tones, alarm clock, fire alarms: a whole directly affective asignifying semiotics of emergency, a call to action, the inducement of a state of readiness, initiating a kind of technical antiphony. Wake up! Run! Beware! Respond! Act!&#8221; <sup>[<a name="id394062" href="#ftn.id394062">5</a>]</sup> Noise suddenly sounds less like a pollutant and more like a deliberate form of control, rewarding some while limiting others.</p>
<p>In less intentional moments, sound may also behave like a virus, moving among hosts. <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earworm">Earworms</a>, for example, extend the ubiquity of sonic logos (Goodman suggests that corporations are well-attuned, these days, to sonic branding) long after they&#8217;re played aloud. This type of virus is a mild but not insignificant problem for the host, who during infection may pass the worm on to others. Meanwhile, the viral metaphor is an apt description for modern music distribution, in which piracy and traditional control are harder and harder to tell apart. To his credit, Goodman does not commit to an equation of pirate resistance with liberation &#8211; like a virus, sound mutates, and will certainly have unintended effects, both good and bad. The book ends with a strong rebuke to the techno-optimists: &#8220;The military makes nonstandard use of popular music, while underground music cultures make nonstandard use of playback technologies, communications, and power infrastructures.&#8221; <sup>[<a name="id394062" href="#ftn.id394062">6</a>]</sup> Once technologies exist, they are politically up-for-grabs.</p>
<p>However, he is sensitive to the fact that sounds are not only made to control, but also to empower. Special consideration is given (a la <a href="http://www.spikemagazine.com/0400brilliantsun.php">Kodwo Eshun</a> and <a href="http://www.english.emory.edu/Bahri/Gilroy.htm">Paul Gilroy</a>) to figures in black music who thematize race as an ongoing history of alienation, including the least-literal-luminaries of free jazz, Detroit techno, and DJ culture, and who offer their art in all sincerity as a means of short-circuiting the system. Deep bass, for example, felt more than heard, can be euphoric, resulting in the precise opposite effect of crowd-scattering security devices.</p>
<p>Still, as much considered attention as it pays to artwork, &#8220;Sonic Warfare&#8221; is neither a piece of music appreciation nor a map, through music, to liberation. Rather, it offers frequency as a much-needed addition to the field of sonic ecology, and draws our attention <em>as ecologists</em> to the realm of human relations. It is in fact tempting to say that, despite their often profound differences as writers and philosophers, Hempton and Goodman actually complement one another as sonic ecologists. They share, if nothing else, a defiant stance toward the predatory tendencies of capitalism. And Goodman&#8217;s gesture toward frequency is one that cannot be taken too seriously by someone like Hempton. Simply put, this is because other animals hear at different frequencies than we do &#8211; a dBA reading says little about how human noise affects bats, since the bulk of their communication occurs too high in the frequency band for us to pick up with our ears.  </p>
<p>The trick, now, is to develop a sonic ecology sophisticated enough to tell us something about the interworkings of biology &#8211; not just human biology &#8211; and capitalism. </p>
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<sup>[<a name="ftn.id394062" href="#id394062">1</a>]</sup><br />
<em>Hempton, p. 311</em></p>
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<sup>[<a name="ftn.id394062" href="#id394062">2</a>]</sup><br />
<em>Hempton, CD accompanying &#8220;One Square Inch of Silence.&#8221; Track 5.</em></p>
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<sup>[<a name="ftn.id394062" href="#id394062">3</a>]</sup><br />
Hempton measures everything in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A-weighted">dBA</a>, a variation on standard decibels that assigns different frequencies specific weights according to how loud we hear them, rather than as absolute pressure in the air.</p>
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<sup>[<a name="ftn.id394062" href="#id394062">4</a>]</sup><br />
<em>Goodman, p. 64</em></p>
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<sup>[<a name="ftn.id394062" href="#id394062">5</a>]</sup><br />
<em>Goodman, p. 66</em></p>
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<sup>[<a name="ftn.id394062" href="#id394062">6</a>]</sup><br />
<em>Goodman, p. 194</em></p>
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		<title>Podcast #1: Interview with the Organization for Visual Progression</title>
		<link>http://www.weirdvibrations.com/2009/11/30/podcast-1-interview-with-the-organization-for-visual-progression/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 05:06:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ben</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What do film and video accomplish for activism? There are pros &#8211; so many eyes &#8212; and cons &#8211; so many different eyes. 


Visual technology can be inserted strategically into situations of injustice, standing witness to very real problems, triggering necessary responses. It can, as the The Organization for Visual Progression (OVP) puts it, &#8220;amplify [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What do film and video accomplish for activism? There are pros &#8211; so many eyes &#8212; and cons &#8211; so many different eyes. </p>
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<p>Visual technology can be inserted strategically into situations of injustice, standing witness to very real problems, triggering necessary responses. It can, as the <a href="http://www.visualprogression.org/cms/index.html">The Organization for Visual Progression</a> (OVP) puts it, &#8220;amplify voices.&#8221;</p>
<p>But it takes work to make visuality work for you. The politics of any sense-mode run deep, so any sense-material will naturally be volatile. I spoke with OVP&#8217;s Ben Foley and Iben Trino-Molenkamp about how they utilize and handle film and video in the name of projects dedicated to social justice. (d/l <a href="http://weirdvibrations.com/Sounds/misc/OVP%20Interview%209%2030%2009%20(3).mp3">here</a>.) (read more about OVP <a href="http://www.visualprogression.org/cms/about%20us%20-%20what%20we%20do/pfitem.php?iid=1">here</a>.)</p>
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		<title>The Co-Motion of Bangkok</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 20:47:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Ben</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The annual Society for Ethnomusicology (SEM) conference starts Wednesday; look for live updates here, and via the #sem09 tag on Twitter. This material will comprise the rest of the week&#8217;s posts. Expect some combination of panel reactions, SEM celebrity gossip, and sound snippets from around Mexico City. For today, please enjoy browsing a late draft [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The annual <a href="http://www.indiana.edu/~semhome/2009/index.shtml">Society for Ethnomusicology (SEM) conference</a> starts Wednesday; look for live updates here, and via the <a href="http://twitter.com/#search?q=%23sem09">#sem09</a> tag on Twitter. This material will comprise the rest of the week&#8217;s posts. Expect some combination of panel reactions, SEM celebrity gossip, and sound snippets from around Mexico City. For today, please enjoy browsing a late draft of the paper I will be presenting at the conference on Thursday. Comments and discussion are most welcome.</p>
<p>Apologies, incidentally, for the lack of updates over the past six days. (I got hitched.)<br />
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<p><strong>Untitled Conference Paper, Originally &#8220;The Co-Motion of Bangkok&#8221;</strong></p>
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<p>by Benjamin Tausig<br />
PhD Candidate<br />
New York University</p>
<p><strong>I. THE HOTEL (HAVING LEFT HOME)</strong><br />
<em>The scene opens in a hotel room, luggage splayed on the bed, a copy of Time Out Bangkok folded over to a page of events listings on the night table.</em></p>
<p>A. This paper will be delivered as an imaginary travelogue. On a narrative level, we move from a hotel in Bangkok to a rock concert a few miles off. On a theoretical level, we move from a discussion of urban spatiality to the point where an empirical examination of contemporary musical practice in Bangkok can begin, searching as we move for connections and patterns of determination between spatial configurations and culture. The things we see and hear along the way will serve as catalysts for specific discussions about the production of space and its potential relationship to new methods in ethnomusicology. </p>
<p>B. What do we mean by the production of space? The term itself comes from Henri Lefebvre, who emphasized the political and historical richness of space – urban space, mental space, safe space, national space. Lefebvre sought the material basis of each of these metaphors, and in doing so challenged the idea that they were indeed metaphorical at all. Space is not an empty vessel into which humanity pours its actions, but is an object of labor, contest and transformation. Lefebvre’s approach has been influential for a number of Marxist geographers, including several prominent Thai ones, and has worked towards upending the idea that spatial containers such as cities, states, and cultural identities are fixed and pre-given containers, rather than political emergences.</p>
<p>My argument is that we can usefully refigure our analysis of discrete musical events by focusing on the production of their spaces. In Bangkok, like many modern urban areas, this means dealing with mobility in some historical and ideological detail. Subjectivity in capitalist space is largely defined by the way one moves around. Modes and timing of transportation are significant class markers, for example. And a spatial regime predicated on mobility, as we will see, has had all kinds of implications for musicality.</p>
<p>So, as a complement to the other papers on this panel, which consider technologies of mobile listening, I want to examine how technologies of mobility, broadly considered, have been brought to bear on listening, even the kinds that might appear, at a glance, situated.</p>
<p>C. Ethnomusicologists have tended to study Thai music locationally, much as ethnographers have tended to study culture of all sorts. At times they have had good reason to do so. Traditionally, which is to say in the years before bureaucracy and mechanical reproduction, musical knowledge in Thailand was transmitted from teacher to pupil firsthand in the teacher’s home. I quote Patricia Shehan Campbell, writing in the 1990s, at length &#8211; “for the serious musician, the piphat houses provide the intensive training that performance mastery requires – the frequent one-on-one lessons with a master musican-teacher, the uninterrupted periods of solo practice and ensemble rehearsals, the continuous stream of music and musical commentary that hangs in the air. The piphat houses provide an ambience unequalled in Thailand, and rarely found in other world contexts. That these houses remain at all is surely a testimony to the strength of the system, and to the realization that such training has produced Thailand’s greatest musicians.” For Shehan-Campbell, Pamela Moro, Terry Miller, and many others, home-based pedagogy proved more potent than the modern techniques that supplanted it, such as following along with a recording or learning from sheet music. These scholars argue that new methods privilege speed over mastery, sacrificing technique in the process. With regard to historical standards, they are correct.</p>
<p>D. Nevertheless, and perhaps regrettably, home-based musical education in Thailand has grown rarer through the decades, beginning with the fall of the absolute monarchy in 1932. In that year, court musicians stopped receiving patronage from the king, and the burden of support for musical training shifted wholesale to the federal government. Numerous scholars, including Wong and Miller, have written about this transformation in detail. Today, Thai classical music is organized, taught, and performed under the authority of the Department of Fine Arts. Ensemble music is housed almost exclusively within the public educational system, from elementary programs up to the universities, and, as Wong suggests, public performances are now calibrated to serve the specular goals of the state, including the appearance of enlightenment, historical cohesion, and modern nationhood.</p>
<p>E. Thai nationalism arguably reached its apotheosis at precisely the moment when ensemble training left home; that is, during the U.S. military engagement in Southeast Asia in the middle years of the 20th century. Thai political figureheads worked tirelessly to avoid colonization or direct occupation, and succeeded through a policy of strategic acquiescence to the American political agenda. This included making a convincing show of hunting communists as well as offering the northern provinces as bases from which to launch air strikes during the Vietnam War. In those same years, the transient presence of more than 1 million American G.I.’s throughout the course of the war fueled a booming tourist economy. Bangkok had around 40,000 tourist visitors annually in the late 1950s; by 1970 it had 600,000.  And with economic growth came mobility outward as well; increasingly, Thai students as well as a number of senior officials spent significant time in educational programs in the United States. A catalogue from a recent exhibition at the Thailand Creative &#038; Design Center claims that “Thai architecture of the late 60s was catalyzed by three main forces: the advent of modernizing urban lifestyles, new construction technologies, and the return of overseas-educated Thai architects influenced by Western modernist principles.”</p>
<p><img src="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/bangkok_siam_construction.jpg" alt="" /></p>
<p>The spaces of the city thus changed dramatically, as hotels and offices quite literally sprouted on top of rice paddies. Those years saw the development of a metropolitan infrastructure that could both entice and accommodate international visitors, laborers, ex-patriots, and business people.</p>
<p>F. As for musical practice, a military-sponsored globalization of the economy effectively recast the home as a single pulse in a quotidian rhythm that integrated Thai music elsewhere – pedagogically, as a part of the educational system, and performatively, on the highest international stages available. Traditional music, for the first time in Siamese history, became a category unto itself, distinct from a growing array of popular alternatives that operated according to their own spatial logics.</p>
<p>G. Anyway, here we are, in our hotel room, tourists about to leave to see a show. </p>
<p><strong>II. SUKHUMVIT ROAD</strong></p>
<p><em>We step outside, and are hailed immediately by everyone. A woman fries noodles on a wheeled griddle; a man hawks summer blockbusters from overseas; a tuk-tuk driver asks where we’re going; a taxi honks; a bar girl tells us we’re handsome.</em></p>
<p>A. Ross King and Cuttaleeya Noparatnaraporn argue that many Bangkokers are uneasy about the streets, or thanon, that serve as the city’s primary arteries. In the past, it was the canals, or khlong, that people traveled along. Many khlong are still used today, especially by poor Thais, for transportation, cooking, and bathing, but they are unspeakably filthy. For the authors, thanon exemplify the regime of empty surfaces that reigns over public life in the modern era, while khlong represent neighborliness and depth. The abject toxicity of the khlong today is powerful evidence that modernity disregards the values that flow through it. Using the physical characteristics of water and land as metaphors, King and Cuttaleeya describe a zero sum game between fluidity and segmentation. And their dichotomy maps comfortably onto the prevailing lament among many ethnomusicologists for a waning moment of immediate pedagogical interaction.</p>
<p>B. However, it is well to remember that the paved roads of Bangkok are not only vacant conduits between the rhythmic pulses of a modern social space. Lefebvre reminds us that rhythms can be both linear and cyclical, that certain operations return continually to prior points while others process indefinitely. As aural arteries, thanon sweat with the clamor of exchange. They are unplanned and unpredictable, sometimes contradictory, all of which is to say noisy. There is a whole lot more to say about this, but we have to keep moving.</p>
<p><strong>III. SKYTRAIN</strong></p>
<p>Next we board the elevated subway, the BTS SkyTrain. Opened in 1999, the SkyTrain was intended to ease Bangkok’s notorious urban gridlock. In an ethnography of civil unrest in the city, anthropologist Alan Klima tells the story of a mobile phone commercial, based on a true story, that aired in the early 1990s. A pregnant woman, stuck in traffic, goes into labor. Armed with a cellular phone, she calls the hospital, which sends a helicopter to fly her out of the morass. Less than a decade later, the SkyTrain appeared just as heroically, as a savior gliding unimpeded above the polluted, jam-packed thanon. </p>
<p><img src="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Bangkok_Skytrain_Saladaeng.jpg" alt="" /></p>
<p>As with many cities’ public transit systems, mobile communication technologies are highly prevalent on the SkyTrain. Commuters use the downtime of transit as an opportunity to talk to friends on the phone; teenagers send SMS’s and play games; and televisions alternately show commercials and offer bilingual information about the next stop. Sonically, the SkyTrain reveals some of the city’s most advanced efforts at efficient organization. Cross the yellow line near the tracks on any platform, and one of two safety officers will blow a whistle with impressive haste. Listen for station details pronounced in exquisite central Thai, through pristine loudspeakers. Watch advertisements that help fund system maintenance. Recognize every digital ring and ping from someone’s device as a meaningful form of address. This is not the whole story of sound on the train, but our stop is coming up.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/SkyTrain.png" alt="" /></p>
<p>Lastly, the advent of the SkyTrain has had an important impact on musical space. Mass transit links far flung parts of the city, opening up scores of potential new venues that would have been impractical twenty years ago. Middle- and upper-class audiences in particular can be expected to travel quite far, and with round-trip fares on the SkyTrain as low as 50 cents U.S., the cost is not prohibitive. Some of Bangkok’s more creative indie promoters have taken advantage of this situation by scheduling shows in surprising, inexpensive venues, including the occasional illegal warehouse party in an industrial area or blue-collar neighborhood. These shows are explicitly non-local affairs. The mobility of the audience means that promoters can attempt to summon listeners without advance notice, to congregate in whatever location works for their purposes at that moment.</p>
<p><strong>IV. ROT MOTOSAI</strong></p>
<p><em>We reach our stop. As we walk down the steps from the SkyTrain platform, we notice that this area is altogether unlike Sukhumvit Road. The signs are almost exclusively in Thai, for one thing, and there is a lot less neon. Furthermore, we are no longer bombarded with the promise of infinite pleasure for just a few baht. In fact, the only human beings in view are four men wearing orange vests lounging on motorcycle taxis next to a 7-11, passing around a bottle of whiskey and cracking jokes about our weird farang clothing.</p>
<p>Since the show is almost a mile up the side road, it makes sense to hitch a quick ride. </em></p>
<p>Mototaxis are a cheap and common form of transportation, used mostly for short trips like this one. They are also far and away the most dangerous way to get around town, as the leadfooted drivers blatantly ignore red lights and even sidewalks while you cling to their vehicle, wearing a cracked helmet or none at all. Weaving through traffic is, in contrast to the SkyTrain, an inelegant form of mobility. You can do it, but it’s risky, not to mention somewhat vulgar.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/bangkok_nana.jpg" alt="" /></p>
<p>Although precise occupational statistics are difficult to find, most mototaxi drivers arrive from Isaan, the impoverished, agrarian northeastern region of Thailand. Internal migration from Isaan has grown substantially as upcountry folk have come to Bangkok in search of higher wages to send back to their families. Many find employment in construction, day labor, transportation, or as sex workers. They speak a highly distinct regional dialect largely incomprehensible to central Thais-speakers, which is a frequent source of derisive humor.</p>
<p><img src="http://www.weirdvibrations.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/Isaan-House.png" alt="" /></p>
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<p>Isaan’s most visible cultural contribution to contemporary Bangkok is, ironically, music. Morlam and lukthung styles, which originated in the northeast, have been seized upon by proponents of Thai nationalism (most of whom hail from Bangkok) as symbols of a shared national heritage. Whereas northeastern styles were once considered base among the metropolitan elite, they have slowly gained cache since the 1980s. Miller describes this sea-change of taste in his 2005 article, “From Country Hick to Rural Hip: A New Identity Through Music for Northeast Thailand.” And Pamela Moro suggests that many musicians now supplement their income playing Isaan music at tourist venues in Bangkok. Many of these performances, which take place in the same neighborhoods as western bars and clubs, also feature dancers in stylized regional costumes. Although the shows are pretty kitschy, both tourists and urban Bangkokers invest a great deal in their authenticity. Appropriation of regional music is a political and musical gold mine.</p>
<p>We attempt to haggle with the driver, but our accent betrays us. The three-minute trip costs an exorbitant 30 baht.</p>
<p><strong>V. VENUE</strong></p>
<p><em>We arrive, at last, at our musical object, a concert taking place in a venue called the Live House. For now, we can only hear the music obscurely, as a nebulous cloud pushing outward against the doors, the lower frequencies escaping into a cavernous, marbled courtyard. There are no names yet, no lyrics and no instruments. There will be plenty of time for those. </em></p>
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<p>This clip is not offered in irony, as a symbolic turn away from music. By stopping at the doorway, before we reach “the music itself,” I hope it will be clear that a discussion of mobility has not been incidental to musical production. The process of pursuing a musical object is itself highly revelatory in a way that can and should be meaningful to ethnomusicologists. In the paper just presented, what we heard as we traveled, from street noise to accents, held out quite a bit of useful data about the production of the music that lay behind the door, still beyond our ears. I am not suggesting that we dispense with conventional musical analysis, but I hope that by isolating and listening closely to the journey, I have convinced you that attention to space can be a useful ethnographic method.</p>
<p>And if the trip was dizzying, if it left us with a nebulous cluster of conclusions rather than a concrete object to take home, perhaps we should let it be so. The phenomenological experience of moving through an urban area, through channels carved out according to a variety of logics, has a great deal to teach us about spatial contours and effects, which bear in no small way on the bundle of relationships called culture. Understanding the relationships between space and cultural practice will require enduring a little motion sickness.</p>
<p>Finally, too often the traditional and the modern are dichotomized and counterposed, eastern body and western infection. But modernity is not a viral condition. It is a diffuse ideological regimen with a long and complex history that demands new ways of thinking through identity, including some that are equipped to consider mobility more acutely than situation. For ethnomusicologists, it is crucial to recognize that music in a modern moment – be it received as traditional, popular, or classical – is necessarily routed through a modern infrastructure. Listening to space, we can begin to hear how.</p>
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		<title>My Favorite Recordings Ever #1 &#8211; Get Off the Goddamn Line</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 15:21:20 +0000</pubDate>
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This recording sounds absurd, abstract, and probably doctored. In truth, it is only the first of these three.

President Lyndon Johnson and Supreme Court Associate Justice Abe Fortas were on a phone call discussing the international situation, when all of a sudden (at :20 seconds), their connection was inadvertently crossed with a casual call between a [...]]]></description>
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<p>This recording sounds absurd, abstract, and probably doctored. In truth, it is only the first of these three.</p>
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<p>President Lyndon Johnson and Supreme Court Associate Justice <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abe_Fortas">Abe Fortas</a> were on a phone call discussing the international situation, when all of a sudden (at :20 seconds), their connection was inadvertently crossed with a casual call between a couple in Denver and their friend Jim in Washington, D.C. (Because of the manual nature of the switchboard system in the 1960s, crossed lines were a relatively common occurrence.)</p>
<p>President Johnson patiently waits for the other conversation to run its course, but Justice Fortas interrupts with increasing annoyance (:45-:50 seconds) before eventually shouting &#8220;Get off the goddamn line!&#8221; (1:14) </p>
<p>At this point, Jim and Walter hear Fortas&#8217; shouting and become confused about what&#8217;s happening. President Johnson explains to Walter and Jim that the lines are crossed (1:40) and tells them to go ahead and finish. Of course, Jim and Walter have no idea who they&#8217;re speaking to.</p>
<p>Walter then hands the phone back to his wife (2:27), so that she can finish talking to Jim. But LBJ mistakes here for the operator. At this point things get very confusing, because no one knows who anyone is or why they&#8217;re talking to them. Fortas does not help matters by once again telling the woman to &#8220;get the hell off the line.&#8221; (2:55.)</p>
<p>Now LBJ begins to get annoyed as well, and asks the woman to &#8220;get out of our way, honey.&#8221; (3:19). The woman acquiesces, but just before she tries to hang up, Johnson realizes that she is in fact trying to place a call herself. The woman says she&#8217;ll hang up and try her call again.</p>
<p>Johnson and Fortas then resume their normal business.</p>
<p>This recording, which is a true gem from among thousands of hours of taped White House conversations during the Johnson years, is remarkable for a number of reasons. The idea that security barriers to classified communications were low enough that an ordinary citizen could accidentally (and unwittingly) find themselves talking to the President and a Supreme Court Justice is mostly unfathomable today. Although politicians make a spectacle of interacting with the masses, these engagements are carefully staged. The closest recent analogous scenario I can think of was the <a href="http://www.time.com/time/politics/article/0,8599,1842097,00.html">hacking of Sarah Palin&#8217;s email account</a>, although that was no accident, but a rare combination of effort and stupidity, and it didn&#8217;t permit the hacker to communicate with Palin in any case, only to embarrass her.</p>
<p>As well, the Johnson-Fortas-Jim-Walter-Woman recording is both aesthetically engaging and politically rich. Some key details include the rhythmic thump of the tape recorder, the dull clicking of the line plugging in and out, the generational accents that <i>no longer exist</i>, along with equally extinct gendered inflections (hers in particular), and the highly particular fidelity of telephonic voices at that technological moment. The experience of hearing old voices through old technologies can make us uncannily aware of bygone social arrangements, as well as our own distance from them.</p>
<p>For listeners in 2009, this snippet also offers a powerful dramatic irony. All of the people in the recording are dead. It is likely that none of them ever knew what was happening during the call, nor that they ever bothered to reflect on it. But for us it telescopes into a rare vantage.</p>
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<p>Bonus telephony tale:</p>
<p>When I was 15 years old, I enjoyed calling 1-800 numbers. It was relatively easy to predict some of them based on what they spelled on the keypad, and I was bored in general.  During the 1994-1995 Super Bowl, in which &#8220;Neon&#8221; <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deion_Sanders">Deion Sanders</a> starred as a member of the winning San Francisco 49ers, I tried the number that spelled 1-800-SANDERS. A mechanical voice prompted me for a 2-digit special access code to complete the call. I diligently tried all of the numbers, in order, until I happened on the right code, which was 77. An older man answered, and I asked for Deion. &#8220;This is Deion&#8217;s father. We&#8217;re in Cincinnati. Deion is in Florida playing in the Super Bowl!&#8221; Mr. Sanders hung up, and when I tried the number again a week later the access code had been changed to a less guessable four digits.</p>
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		<title>Tehran, Iran: Voice and Protest</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 21:13:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Voice is integral to many acts of protest.

Why? First, voice, in the low-tech sense, is a readily available public alert system. If one is unable to appear on broadcast media, or to start a blog or distribute printed material for fear of political reprisal, one can usually still walk out into the street and scream.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Voice is integral to many acts of protest.</p>
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<p>Why? First, voice, in the low-tech sense, is a readily available public alert system. If one is unable to appear on broadcast media, or to start a blog or distribute printed material for fear of political reprisal, one can usually still walk out into the street and scream.</p>
<p>Second, the use of the voice has acute affective power for listeners. It carries not only explicit meaning but also a great deal of emotional content. If listeners feel the depth of a speaker&#8217;s resolve, they may be moved by it.</p>
<p>Third, the use of the voice in unison, as with singing or chanting, produces a sense of political singularity that can serve to inspire fellow protesters, and to recruit others.<br />
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It is because of these characteristics that we so often experience protest as a series of shouts disrupting an otherwise repetitive sonic field &#8211; a street, a campaign speech, a public hearing.</p>
<p>As a caveat, things are rarely so straightforward. Precisely because of its power, voice is always policed. In the United States, the First Amendment includes an honesty clause: you can shout as loudly as you want about anything, except as it might be dishonest or dangerous. (i.e. a nonexistent fire in a crowded theater). Furthermore, locally, you need a permit to use your voice above a certain volume. I cannot go out on the street leading 10,000 people down Broadway in a chant, nor hook up loudspeakers through which to yell, without getting permission, which can of course be denied. The question of who gets permission to shout above a certain threshold introduces, obviously, inequalities based on political influence.</p>
<p>If we listen more closely, we will realize that there are even subtler ideological impediments to the use of the voice in protest &#8211; local norms about the propriety of public discussion of politics, the receptivity of listeners, both hard and soft discouragements of public gatherings, and even the specific shape and arrangement of built spaces can police the voice as an instrument of protest.</p>
<p>A June exchange on the <a href="http://groups.google.com/group/sound-studies">Sound Studies listserv </a> reminded me of this fascinating play between the voice in protest and the instruments that work to restrict it. Dr. D.W. posted a June 20 article from the Los Angeles Times about the impromptu rooftop shouting sessions that occurred nightly after the divisive and disputed reelection of Mahmoud Ahmadinejad:</p>
<blockquote><p>DISPATCH FROM TEHRAN<br />
Iran rooftop chorus swells in the night</p>
<p>Calls of &#8216;God is great!&#8217; from losing opposition presidential candidate<br />
Mir-Hossein Mousavi&#8217;s backers ricochet around a city block despite<br />
warnings against further protest.<br />
By Borzou Daragahi<br />
June 20, 2009<br />
Los Angeles Times</p>
<p>It starts with two young female voices, quietly at first, almost<br />
gently piercing the quiet of the night.</p>
<p>&#8220;Allahu akbar!&#8221; they cry out a few minutes after 10 p.m. &#8220;God is<br />
great!&#8221;</p>
<p>Then another voice joins in from the other side of the block. This one<br />
belongs to an older woman. &#8220;God is great!&#8221; she responds in a rasp that<br />
suggests decades of hardship and swallowed rage. &#8220;Allahu akbar!&#8221;</p>
<p>After a minute or two, a male voice joins in. It&#8217;s as if he needed a<br />
little time to put on his slippers and clamber to the rooftop.</p>
<p>&#8220;Allaaaaahu akbar,&#8221; he moans.</p>
<p>Within a few minutes a choir of voices erupts.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ya, Hossein!&#8221; a man with a sturdy baritone announces across the lush<br />
trees. &#8220;O Hossein!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Mir-Hossein!&#8221; a group of women shrieks back, every ounce of energy<br />
straining through petite voices.</p>
<p>&#8220;Marg bar dictator!&#8221; a voice erupts. &#8220;Death to the dictator!&#8221; And then<br />
more voices, a cacophony of anonymous anger. &#8220;Marg bar dictator. Marg<br />
bar dictator.&#8221;</p>
<p>I have never thought of the quiet, leafy neighborhood where I stay<br />
when I&#8217;m in Tehran as particularly political. During the daytime, the<br />
only sounds are of water streaming through the canal.</p>
<p>My greatest concern has been to skip out of the way of the young guy<br />
speeding down the narrow street in his SUV, pop music blaring out his<br />
windows.</p>
<p>Until now, the most momentous events have been the rollicking parties<br />
some of the neighbors have thrown, which filled the street with cars<br />
of merrymakers.</p>
<p>But my opinion started to change after Iran&#8217;s June 12 presidential<br />
election. Supporters of losing candidate Mir-Hossein Mousavi called<br />
for Iranians who had voted for him to climb to their rooftops between<br />
9 and 11 p.m. and shout &#8220;God is great!&#8221; to voice their discontent over<br />
alleged vote-rigging.</p>
<p>The gesture harks back 30 years to the months before the Islamic<br />
Revolution. It was a way to reassure others that they weren&#8217;t alone in<br />
feeling wronged and enraged.</p>
<p>Today it motivates people to attend the peaceful marches that have<br />
become the largest acts of civil disobedience in three decades.</p>
<p>On Friday, supreme leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei, Iran&#8217;s highest<br />
spiritual and political authority, laid down the law: There would be<br />
no reconsideration of the vote count. President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad&#8217;s<br />
reelection would stand. No amount of pressure, even the hundreds of<br />
thousands marching through the streets, would make him bend.<br />
Protesters would continue at their own risk.</p>
<p>As Friday night approaches, I wonder whether Khamenei&#8217;s prayer sermon<br />
will quell the voices.</p>
<p>When 10 p.m. arrives, there is nary a sound except for the wind<br />
brushing against the drapes. But then the silhouettes begin to emerge,<br />
lithe teens and potbellied men.</p>
<p>&#8220;Allahu akbar!&#8221; the two young women cry out across the rooftops.</p>
<p>Another voice joins in, and then another, and then another, building<br />
to a crescendo.</p>
<p>&#8220;Allaaaaahu akbar!&#8221; a deep male voice crests.</p>
<p>The voice is beautiful, and easily recognizable as the muezzin from<br />
the local mosque.</p>
<p>&#8220;Allaaaaahu akbar!&#8221; his rich voice echoes through the neighborhood.<br />
&#8220;Allaaaaahu akbar!&#8221;</p></blockquote>
<p>After reading the piece, I emailed the author to see if he had any recordings of the shouting. He did, and was gracious enough to share them.</p>
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<p>Bill B. forwarded a video of the same event, different night, called &#8220;Poem for the Rooftops of Iran&#8221;<br />
The narrator calls rooftop shouting: </p>
<blockquote bgcolor="yellow"><p>&#8220;One of the most simple and effective ways to call people to come together. They can take away our text messaging. They can take away our internet. They can even take away our phones. But with our cries of Allah-o-Akbar we will show them we can still come together.&#8221;</p></blockquote>
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<p>Voice here is useful not only for the reasons listed above (convenience, emotional impact, solidarity) but because it confers visual anonymity. With protesters now <a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/news/middleeast/2009/08/20098843439590151.html">standing trial in Tehran</a>, and with executions being a very real threat, the protesters were clearly not wrong to avoid letting their faces be associated with their words.</p>
<p>Of course, not every protest is the same, and not all protesters are &#8220;right&#8221; (though I happen to sympathize pretty strongly with the dissenting voices in Tehran). I am not exploring voice in order to blindly join the cause of everyone in the world who is politically unsatisfied, or who identifies, however vaguely, with &#8220;the left&#8221; or whatever. The compelling question here, for me, is how our senses are utilized, controlled, and contested in fields of ideological difference.</p>
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