1. In the distance the red light was just about visible (1)

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Speech transcription [Voice 1] In the distance the red light was just about visible. It went out of view every seven seconds and I counted meticulously, out of boredom.

This is a story with an ending that doesn’t quite come to fruition. It is indefinite, like the ‘best before end’ date on plastic wrapped vegetables.

This is a memory, or a memory of a memory, I’m not sure how far down the line to go. Perhaps these feelings didn’t actually occur; I may have tricked myself into believing.

The moments from the night on the island are disjunct in the way that they sit in my head. Actually, on second thought they don’t sit, they bounce.

[Voice 2] Visible.

Beautiful as it was, above fact Disconnected twice daily Fast-moving thought within tidal walls.

Late, Cold.

Cold.

My fingers lost, Only plausible piercing my layers of skin.

A damp imprint.

Indefinite. Plastic wrapped. This memory line
to go.

From the night island,

they sit in my head.

I sat on the edge of a wall.

Darker by this point. Indistinct. Dissolved into indigo hung above me.

Light red again.

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven

Off.

[Voice1] Red light Seven seconds Inky Clouds Water lapping I could hear it better than I could see Patterns Appearances and disappearances

Audio Description The clip begins with the spoken text from the first voice. A low and slow-swelling drone grows underneath the voice. The drone sound remains low and gradually blends into different pitches. As the first person finishes speaking, the drones die down into a single medium-pitched resonant hum. The low, slow-swelling drones pick up again but at a faster speed and the second voice begins speaking. Atmospheric sounds like birds and lapping water suddenly drop in and out. A sharp breath can be heard intermittently between the birds and water. As the second voice ends, all of the sounds drop out apart from the morphing drones. The first voice appears again, but with a distorted echo. As the final words are spoken, the drones fade out leaving the solo sound of the medium-pitched resonant hum.


Part of this walk

Down Through the Clouds and Back Through Time Again

Down Through the Clouds and Back Through Time Again

Liverpool
This sound walk is a collection of fragments from artists Dan Waine and Mali Draper’s collaborative practice, combining immersive sound design and storytelling. “The moments from the night on the island are disjunct in the way that they sit in my head. Actually, on second thought they don’t sit, they bounce. I sat on the edge of a wall that surrounded a car park. The sky was much darker by this point, even the clouds were indistinct. They had dissolved into the indigo inkiness that hung above me. The red lights revealed themselves once again. On, two, three, four, five, six, seven, off…” The story centres around a character who accidentally gets trapped on an uninhabited island for an evening. The narrator finds themselves isolated without contact to the rest of the world, though still in view of the mainland over the body of water that separates them. A recurring focal point of the narrative is a mysterious red light that comes and goes, which ignites curiosity in the narrator, pulling them in and out of a dream-like progression throughout. The thoughts of the narrator may be shared with the audience, their fragmented and buffering nature feel very much like being put on pause; the lingering between one moment and another. Due to COVID-19 this work has been adapted from what was originally planned to be an indoor, interactive installation at OUTPUT gallery. Dan and Mali have dissected their work into 18 soundscapes, forming a sound walk located in Princes Park, Liverpool so that the work can be accessed by the public in a safe way.
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