live electroacoustics
Footsteps on the snow. . . distant music. . . the whistling of wind in the night. . . the wailing of naked trees. . . winter. Where are we? Who is there? What is that? An allusion to Debussy? A sound recording made on a cold winter’s day? A solitary man walking through the Nordic vastness? A sonic story? All of this at the same time?
Theresa Transistor combines, juxtaposes, and brings together various crystals of time in a spontaneous compositional form, centered on winter this time. (Translation: C. Flint De Médicis)
Theresa Transistor acknowledges the support of: PRIM, Centre d’arts médiatiques.
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oeuvre@21709 generated in Montréal by litk 0.600 on Tuesday,
November 29, 2011. Development & maintenance: DIM.