Sometimes things get a little strange round here.
A few minutes ago I just built a quick digital mangling set-up - as part of Project O - in order to take three sets of random musical bars from a song by The Yetties
and use this data to fuel a granulation/transformation mulch-process.The Yetties
are, I should explain, a well-known Folk group from Yetminster, a village about 5 miles from Yeovil just over the Dorset border. Even tho they're from (ptui) Dorset they're local
and so fitted my conceptual criteria for the piece. I set the system in motion, tweaking and mixing it to create various soundstreams that I could then record and review. Anything useful-sounding would then get edited and fed back into another array of software and used as a backing-track. I did about 2 or 3 five-minute parses...but nothing really jumped out at me, tbh.
Basically, I'd succeeded in turning The Yetties into an approximation of the closing credits outro-music from Gerry Anderson's UFO
. A sort of deep-space drone. Okay-ish, but kind of generic and not what I was really looking for.
The track I'd used as raw source material (though nothing remained of the original) was The Yettie's version of "The Lincolnshire Poacher
But then, completely by accident, I discovered that "The Lincolnshire Poacher" is also the name of a (now defunct) Numbers Station
. Apparently, the station played a couple bars from the song as its station-ident. How weird. I wonder what the etiology of that was?
I'm thinking now that I won't erase the piece from my hard-drive, but maybe instead I'll record my wife reading out some number-strings used by the station and scuzz up the piece - 'radiofy' it - to create an artificial/bogus Yeovil Numbers Station piece.
Sometimes you just gotta go with these things.