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Let it out and let it in (This field)
(Somewhere you might find me)(Or where I might find you) (Before the invention of the earth sciences)(When it was just the enchanted earth) (+ a hurricane, a cuckoo, a wolf, and that which makes no sound at all) (This field) (Where one sound rose above all noises of busy life) (where water wheels were used as recordings) (where life was never without the patter) (where a lake became a brook, and two or three mills all seemed to run after each other) (tintinnabulation) (loud cries and the beating of copper drums)
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23 square foot room filled with hundred of hanging brass bells, sod grass, 47 minute audio track loop, blue string
2009 |
