Melanie Lane messages with an offer of cassette players. From Germany. Big ’70s portable boxes. Yesterday, our brilliant tech crew sort getting the output to input into the desk and I rack them up. Our tech booth looks dead serious now.
12 in widdershins.
Lemmy watches over us in the biobox, offerings of cigarettes and whiskey.
Blair set up an IR Camera in the Stone Tape Theory blackness. Once a minute a strobe fires. IR camera flickers and pulses half a second later, frothing light burning the screen.
Blair set up an IR Camera in the Stone Tape Theory blackness. Ectoplasmic floating globules, disembodied torsos, glowing eye holes.
The reason I’m in Australia for the first time in a decade, and in Naarm (Melbourne). Stone Tape Theory, the work Onyx Carmin / S.J Norman was making in Adelaide just after I first met them. (And Rest Area, which was last week.)
The Warehouse in Arts House is being blacked out until no light leaks in, and rigged with 12 speakers simultaneously playing 12 slowly degrading cassette tapes on 12 slowly deteriorating portable cassette players. For the second week of FOLA Festival of Live Art, from Wednesday until Sunday, we’ll be joined by Virginia Barratt, Carly Shepard, Mykaela Saunders and others for 6-hours of dredging memories onto tape.
Taking its title from an obscure paranormal hypothesis, Stone Tape Theory mines the haunted terrain of memory, mediated through sound. In a darkened space for six hours a day over five days, a relay of performers utters an unedited stream of their own associative memories, recorded onto multiple cassette tapes. These thoughts range from descriptions of ordinary events to detailed reconstructions of painful, traumatic life experiences. As one tape plays, another is erased and re-recorded, creating loops of increasingly layered feedback.
Visitors find and lose their bearings in the darkness; fragments of narrative surface and disappear in a seething wash of sound. From flesh to speech, Stone Tape Theory is an audio palimpsest; an evolving sonic landscape of disembodied voices, continually rewound.
North Melbourne Town Hall
521 Queensberry St,
4–10pm, Wednesday 21 March
4–10pm, Thursday 22 March
4–10pm, Friday 23 March
4–10pm, Saturday 24 March
12–6pm, Sunday 25 March
Duration: Enter and leave as you please
None More Black. We Are The Road Crew. Everything Louder Than Everything Else.
One of the very rare times Rest Area has had a camera inside the truck. Me with iPhone and hand-held theatre lamp; S.J bringing the ruckus.
On the way to Yarraville, finding our way by taking turns that look right. Rest Area done; tomorrow Stone Tape Theory begins.