LESLIE SINGER (New York, U.S.A.)
And we have a champion! We have
a Master Of The Otic Arts! A brave and valiant soul, afraid of nothing a
speaker can generate! Leslie, better known to her faithful as Girls On Fire,
has been making noise of her own since the early 80's, going all the way
back to the earliest days of the cassette underground that I've only read
about in Jerry's book. And she's still at it, two ½ albums in the recent EC
Split series, no.1 with Hal McGee himself, no.29 with DJ Fleur Grrrl, not to
mention an utterly mad track on the latest EC compilation, "Cheap And
Plastic #2", called "Top Ten Fast Food Fails", which I feel we must
acknowledge is nearly as annoying as "R.F.A." itself, if
mercifully much shorter!
Whilst the attitude of
some people may illicit the mailing of a white feather...
"Well that's fucking aural
torture." Said Carl Howard, "What's the point?"
♪♫
Chick-chick
chick-chick chicken, lay a little egg for me
♫♪
The attitude of Ms. Singer was
infused with nobility;
"Love this!" Said Leslie,
sensibly taking on the 7 minute humane edit first, "The
Digitalis trailer track that came on right afterwards sounds good too!"
But does she have the mettle
for the full 35 minutes? Read it and weep, Mr. Howard...
"I started to do the 35 minute
version and got interrupted at 10:01." She says, "Will try again tomorrow."
And did she indeed try it again
tomorrow?
"Okay, I did it this afternoon!
Wow! By the end, my teeth were starting to rattle and my sinuses were
clearing up. There are some interesting volume modulations going on there,
that is for sure. Really fun!"
Fun? Our sonic attack on your
district? Seriously? This woman is positively Amazonian! It wouldn't
surprise us to see a glowing lasso hanging on her wardrobe door! We were
proud to tell her she would be the first face on our
Wall Of Aural Endurance.
"Just send us a picture of
yourself listening through headphones or earbuds," we told her, "so we can
share your pain."
So she sends us this one.
"B... b... but that one looks
like you're ENJOYING it!" Said we.
"I am!" She responds, "What I found fascinating about it was that it's the
sound of what my tinnitus sounds like amplified. I wonder if others have the
same response. A Rorschach test of sorts."
Oh, Mr. Howard, doesn't it make
you want to reach inside your pants and check they're both still there? ;-> |