At some point during the 2000s I used to go to gothic clubs. I’ve never been a darkwave or synthpop fan, but there’re some specific songs from the 90/00s that I like, and another ones that I find pretty kitsch and funny.
Some dark synthpop German bands, as And One, are really funny; Wolfsheim are a little too pop for me but they have some good songs; other bands, as Beborn Beton or De/Vision, are just too bland and cliché. In any case, what I find interesting is the fact of listening to that kind of dark music at night clubs; it’s a bit incongruous, to say the least, but it’s also intriguing.
The German dark synthpop from the 90s evolved into something that I find much more interesting, bands like Haujobb and Klangstabil. Haujobb, Klangstabil or Alec Empire are not darkwave or synthpop per se, but synthpop have some things in common with electronic industrial music, and most gothic clubs play both kinds of music (among a lot of other things).
I genuinely like And One, and some specific albums by Wolfsheim and Covenant, but I prefer Haujobb and Klangstabil. In fact, Klangstabil is one of my favourite electronic industrial bands—Taking Nothing Seriously is a really great album. I’ve seen a lot of these bands live here (in Barcelona) and at some German festivals, as Wave-Gotik-Treffen and Maschinenfest, and I have some good and fucked-up memories of that time…
Another experiment adding sound to GIF animations. This one was made using Final Cut Pro, Photoshop and Switch. Image and sound are the same files.
He turned away and sauntered across the sound wave. How did he walk with his loudness per second? She came nearer and heard his teeth. A block of white noise brought out the darkness of her eyes. She looked at him. She smelled him. Rainwater perfume. Water to sound.
“Listen to what you can of me.”
He echoed in the bare wavelength.
“Your clanking noises.”
And then, silence.
“Why is everything so fucking loud?”
She changed her pitch. As she followed him out into a new sound wave, she seemed out of synch. He was as blank as a half note. He faced the surrounding oscillations and the awaking resonance shaking his ears. She leaned her arms on the top of his head and looked at the shaking vibrations.
I’m adding sound to some of my Glifcker animated GIFs. This was the first test. Sounds and images are the same files, I just saved all frames as AIFF.
The process is simple, I save each frame as JPG, then as RAW and finally as AIFF, and then I add the sounds to the video.
The synchronization is perfect because what you see and what you hear is exactly the same.
There are many sounds of dashing disappearance, and she’d lick all of them off his flesh.
“Would you let me bite your ear?”
The wild effects of his noise enchained her to his body; and in spite of the rapidity with which the sound hit her subconscious ear she heard his din.
“Your noise excites me so much I can’t hear myself.”
“Thus Kubelka initiated the flicker film, what Regina Cornwell has described ‘phenomenologically as the short and very rapid succession of recurrent images which flutter or fluctuate in various structures.’ The effect is abrasive yet revolutionary. [Arnulf] Rainer values the process of cinematic projection and the immediacy of vision over the illusionistic three-dimensional representation of past events; it is a film that appeals not to the psychological or emotional but rather to the neurological and physiological brain, creating optical illusions and even fleeting hallucinations that at once disabuse viewers of the limiting priorities of mainstream cinema while inviting them into new worlds of perception.”
Flashes of Brilliance: A brief history of the flicker film, Michael Joshua Rowin.