Tattered Rocks, Tattered Rocks

Does a place have a sound? And a building? A landscape? Do they all have their own voices? Composer and field recorder Aino Tytti, perpetuating Cage’s idea to “prepare” his pianos, patiently unfolds 100 yards of rope in a disused copper quarry. Between the place and the taut rope, which is making the other vibrate? Abigail Sidebotham is all ears, and she refuses to decide. (NF)