Hadas Pe’ery

The Secret Lives of
Electromagnetic Transducers

 

Tracklist :

1. The Secret Lives I      (5’44”)
2. The Secret Lives II     (7’07”)
3. The Secret Lives III    (6’49”)
4. The Secret Lives IV    (6’08”)
5. The Secret Lives V     (8’09”)
6. The Secret Lives VI    (6’14”)

Catalog number : EL-10

Music composed by Hadas Pe’ery

Flute: Hagar Shahal
Trumpet: Rhona Brosch (audio recording) / Alon Melnik (photos)
Piano: Uri Schreter
Guitar: Yoni Garmider
Double bass: Yoav Beirach
Sound and recording: Ronald Boersen

Poems by Alma Miryam Katz from “Pulse”
Improvised text by Rhona Brosch

Live recording (27/05/2017)
Mastering by Emanuele Battisti at Baffo Music studio, Lille

Cover photo by Yaara Benger Alaluf
Graphic project by Elli

Released September 10, 2019

 

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The idea for this work began as an image with no sound. The image was that of a sad party: well-dressed people dejectedly sit alone avoiding eye contact, contemplating their mistakes, while around them coloured LEDs flicker and fade, and half-inflated balloons fill the floor. Though the sound material was yet to be determined, the choice of human material was clear, and soon Yoav, Hagar, Uri, Yoni and Rhona joined the project.

Each player was assigned a unique electronic setup. Electro-magnetic transducers and speaker components were used to transform different surfaces into resonating membranes through which live-electronics and the performers themselves were amplified: some players were amplified through their own instruments, some through other performers’ instruments, some through speakers worn around the necks of audience members, etc.

Over the course of a few months, I worked individually with each performer to compose short duets (solo + electronics) together. We met equipped with electric components, a general idea and several Max patches; through dialogue, experimentation and deep conversations that one can only carry out with dear friends, we shaped the ideas into short structures that allowed us to improvise and forced us to react to each other.

The result was a chain of idiosyncratic yet interconnected short movements, woven together by electronic interludes and supplemented by movements for the entire ensemble. Sound material is transformed throughout the piece, as it emerges from movement to movement, passes from player to player, and is structured and restructured by the electronics.

The 20 movements that comprise this work are performed without a break, flowing from one to the next. Perpetually changing, they are readapted and recomposed with the players for each performance. The recording presented here is from the premiere performance on 27.5.2017.

The six parts of the album are to be played in continuous sequence to experience the complete narrative development of the work. Because of its extended duration, the separate tracks here are intended to provide personal options for later individual selection and re-listening.

The Secret Lives of Electromagnetic Transducers sounds like nothing else this season. Hadas Pe’ery worked with a host of musicians to perform duets between the organic and the electronic, then added some poetry to guarantee a uniqueness of tone. a closer listen


 

Poems from “Pulse” by Alma Miryam Katz :

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הִסְתַּלֵּק מֵהַזִּכָּרוֹן שֶׁמְּבַעְבֵּעַ בִּי

כְּמוֹ חַיּוֹת מֵתוֹת מִתַּחַת לַבָּשָׂר

זְרֹק אֶת הַמַּסּוֹר הַחַד

אֶת הַגַּבּוֹת הַקְּמוּצוֹת

לַפַּח

לַמֵּד אוֹתִי מֵהַתְחָלָה אֵיךְ

לְהִסְתַּכֵּל עַל הָעִגּוּל הַזֶּה

שֶׁהוּא אֲנַחְנוּ

וְרוֹדֵף

אַחֲרַי

כְּמוֹ

דֵּמוֹן

Leave the memory that ripples inside me
like dead animals beneath the flesh
throw the sharp saw
your clenched eyebrows
into the trash
teach me how, from the beginning
to look at this circle
that is us
that chases
me
like
a demon

הַיְּלָדוֹת יִלְמְדוּ זוֹ אֶת לְשׁוֹנָהּ שֶׁל זוֹ

עַד שֶׁזֶּהוּתָהּ שֶׁל זוֹ תִּכָּנֵס אֵל תּוֹךְ זֶהוּתוֹ שֶׁל זֶה

וְהֵם יִשְׁרְקוּ בְּאָזְנֵנוּ אֶת מוּזִיקַת

הַצְּלִילִים הָאֲבוּדִים

הַמָּקוֹם הַזֶּה יַחֲזֹר לִהְיוֹת הַמָּקוֹם הַזֶּה

וְצִבְעֵי הָאֶבֶן חַמְרָא אָדֹם לוֹהֵט יָנוּעוּ עַל שְׂפָתֵינוּ

כְּמוֹ דָּגִים שׂוֹחִים בְּנָהָר

The girls will learn each others tongue
until one identity enters the other
they will whistle in our ears
the music of the lost sounds
and this place will become this place again
the colors of the rock blazing red hamra will flow on our lips
like fish swimming in the river