njtransit to coney island
I filmed the footage for njtransit to coney island on a cheap digital camera while riding on the train lines named in the title. The clips were originally silent, so I had a lot of fun scoring them. In this piece's world, there are at least three classes of relation between image and sound. Some things sound like you would expect them to sound – going through a tunnel sounds reasonably like going through a tunnel (although that audio is actually culled from the machine room of an oil change station in Maine). Other things sound not like they are but like what they represent to us - as another train passes, we do not hear wheels, steel and wind, but the thoughts and conversations of the people it might contain, in this case represented by a variety of samples including the words of two men arguing over a game of Mah Jong in central China as well as spoken settings of West African dance forms. Finally, there are things that don’t sound anything like they would in real life, but sound something akin to what they look or feel like - swooping power lines become swooping mandolin lines, a field of gravestones becomes wet snow falling on unfallen leaves in Vermont. I don't mean to deliver any coherent message with this one: njtransit to coney island is content simply to exist - or rather, travel through - the world it creates, creating a story whose narrative I'll leave to you to determine. Ultimately, it should just be fun, so whether you choose to experience it as multimedia storytime, as exercises in sonic semiotics, or just as a weird jumble of sound and video, be sure to enjoy the ride.