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Artist:
NOVI_SAD
Title:
Jailbirds
Label:
SEDIMENTAL
Format:
CD
Price:
$13.00
Catalog #:
SED 053CD
"Novi_sad's work came to our attention via our good friend Susanna Bolle (Non-Event and Rare Frequency) in Boston. A superbly keen ear, Bolle felt that his work and our label should connect. Though Novi-sad has only a few years of practice behind him, the quality and maturity of all of his efforts is striking. The proposed
Jailbirds
material for Sedimental was totally complete and not only of the highest quality, but also of a truly unique vision. What is significant in his work is the multiplicity of its action on the listener. It is a density of sound, acting in three-dimensions, not as auditory 'sound effect' but as music with depth both physically and in functionality. Its intensity and purposefulness based in specific conceptual foundations and enhanced by a mastery (and transcendence) of technical means collapses amplified environmental recordings, drone manipulations, structured ambient soundscapes, microtones and overtones into a unified whole. Sedimental is truly excited to be an early anchor of this young composer and sound artist's serious oeuvre. Novi_sad (Thanasis Kaproulias, b. 1980) is a graduate student from the Economic University of Piraues. He lives and works in Athens, Greece, where he began generating sounds in 2005. His debut album
Misguided Heart Pulses, A Hammer, She And The Clock
received worldwide critical acclaim. Recently, Novi_sad did a recording session at the prestigious VPRO studios in Amsterdam, for the Dutch National Radio, which will be released by Staalplaat in the
Mort Aux Vaches
series. A recent piece called 'Dramazon' is available on TouchRadio from the publishing house Touch. He is currently working on a project based on various methods of audio analysis called 'Sirens' in which he explores the aesthetics of information on sound by using quantitative data from major stock market crashes in history."
Artist:
NOVI_SAD
Title:
Mort Aux Vaches
Label:
STAALPLAAT (GERMANY)
Format:
CD
Price:
$21.00
Catalog #:
MAV 063CD
"3-panel old cut vinyl records cover." Recorded and produced by Berry Kamer and Maurice Woestenburg at VPRO, Amsterdam, February, 20th 2007. Limited edition of 500 copies.
Artist:
NOVI_SAD
Title:
Inhumane Humans
Label:
SUB ROSA (BELGIUM)
Format:
CD
Price:
$15.50
Catalog #:
SR 301CD
Part 4 of Sub Rosa's Framework series.
Novi_sad
is the guise for
Thanasis Kaproulias
who holds a degree from the Economic University of Piraues. He lives and works in Athens, Greece. Influenced by the pioneers of audio assault, he began generating sounds in 2005. No studies, no academic education, no scholarships, just pure learning by doing. Amplified environmental recordings, drone manipulations, structured ambient soundscapes, microtones vs. overtones, all come together in a hyper-structure of iconoclastic form. Novi_sad's artistic output displays a high level of technical ability, as well as a sensitivity to the nuances of location. The strength of his soundscapes works in the same elaborateness for the whole creation process, starting from a basis of very strong conceptualism, the intense examination of field recordings over the actual composition work, to the point of performing back the result onto location. Every sound that occurs is treated with a sculptural integrity and his sonic power operates on a level in which the audience participates as transcendental listeners. Novi_sad is the mutated body that stands on the tips of its toes to look over a wall of white noise. It reaches the edge, almost getting a glimpse of what is on the other side. It almost sees. And when it almost sees, then it hears. And when it hears, it hears the sudden attack of static. And as it hears it looks: the sky is static and falls like a sonic ceiling collapsing on its sole inhabitant: Novi_sad. Novi_sad is the sound of the shadow of the body that faces the wall of sound. The mutated body steps back from the wall. It is not a wall, it is a mirror. The mutated body looks at itself. It sees: an open mouth that is shouting to itself and is not heard, it sees closed ears bleeding for themselves that do not hear. It says: lift sonic ceilings up over my head, push them up over the sky, as far as my arms can reach, as far as my eyes can see. I will hear, I will here.
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