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All that is solid melts into air

All fixed, fast-frozen re­la­tions, with their train of an­cient and ven­er­able pre­ju­dices and opin­ions, are swept away, all new-formed ones be­come an­ti­quated be­fore they can os­sify. All that is solid melts into air, all that is holy is pro­faned, and man is at last com­pelled to face with sober senses his real con­di­tions of life, […]

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All the time that you have what we have. / All the time that you have.

This short work is part game piece, part phys­ical per­form­ance, part sound. At the heart of it lies the ques­tion: what hap­pens when we stop breathing? The ex­haus­tion of a phys­ical limit  —  the breath, the bow  —  is de­ployed as a mech­anism con­trolling what we hear and how long we hear it for. The ori­ginal text is in French, […]

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Small Atlas

Recently I have been in­ter­ested in car­to­graphy and the im­portant role it plays in how we com­pre­hend the spaces we in­habit. An atlas is a col­lec­tion of maps, often sev­eral maps show the same area but map dif­ferent de­tails and data, each time re­vealing an­other facet of the land’s geo­graphy. Small Atlas lays out a […]

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…going back to the skies

Some words that I had nearby while writing this piece (cour­tesy of Roger Deakin, C.D. Wright, Seamus Heaney and Friedrich Dürrenmatt): Daydreaming has been my making and my un­doing — like having a light at your back you can’t see but can still feel. ‘Since when,’ he asked, ‘Are the first and last line of any […]

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Mikrokonzert: I Swear I Saw the Sun Falling

For a while now, I have been in­ter­ested in the edges of things: where things start and stop being, where they vanish, where one idea bleeds into an­other. This piece at­tempts to com­bine found sounds and streams of ‘noise’ that we carry with us in the back­ground of our lives  —  ra­dios, pop music, con­ver­sa­tions, re­membered places  —  only […]

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  • Microbiography

    Chris Swithinbank is a British-Dutch com­poser who works with both acoustic in­stru­ments and elec­tronic sounds. He is cur­rently a stu­dent at Harvard University with Chaya Czernowin.
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