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rocket boats of the mekong |
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Theme.
Like the song of a mechanical dragonfly, the whining outboard engines
on very shallow draft "rocket boats" fills the Mekong valley
and beyond during daylight hours. |
walking
home from school |
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Prelude.
Arcadian Muong Houn, six hours from anywhere on an all but impassable
mud 'highway.'Football (soccer) on the sunlit green flats, water buffalo
scrubbed in the glittering stream... and as the most entertaining
thing in town, the better part of the town's kids follow us down the
one paved road. |
calisthenic |
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An
exercise in negative space. Composed almost entirely from a single
moment in a very short source recording, this piece was created using
a sculptural process in reverse: starting from almost nothing, everything
is added back, a little at a time. At the end, we escape our single
moment and the context of the recording (made in Luang Prabang, Laos)
is revealed. |
uxo |
1
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Prelude.
Unexploded ordinance: tour of a cave where the Pathet Lao took shelter
from the steel monsoon of illegal US bombs. Down the road an UXO team
patiently worked. |
meat chopping music |
4.3
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Late
afternoon at the meat market: women butchers wave plastic bags on
sticks to keep the flies off their goods when customers approach,
and cut muscle from bone with heavy cleavers. Recorded in Luang Prabang,
the romantic former French colonial town at a major confluence in
north central Laos. |
fervor
/ dinner |
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Prelude.
In the capitol Vang Vieng, a fervent amateur band accompanies an ancestor
memorial celebration on the riverfront on my birthday. Pigs in Pak
Tha are slopped at sunset. |
same same |
15.3
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Almost
a palindrome. A minute-long slice of late afternoon in the countryside
of northern Laos. |
pak tha
dock |
3.4
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Interlude.
We spent a long afternoon waiting for the right boat to arrive on
this thatch-roofed bamboo dock, which was swamped every time a boat
approached. We traded English words for Laos ones with a few curious
children. |
resonance |
13.5
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Plumbing
resonance, reconsidered, in Vang Vieng, Laos. When the stars align,
resonance in our bathroom pipes makes them sing. Private indoor plumbing
is a luxury reserved almost exclusively for tourists in Vang Vieng,
a town that modernized rapidly from country village to a mandatory
pleasure stop for backpackers making week-long Laos excursions from
Thailand or Vietnam. |
udomxai
twilight / donations please |
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Prelude.
Dusk falls in an ugly crossroad town, flush with Chinese money, in
a beautiful setting... and the cicadas (?) fire up. Here a patient
restaurateur tried to explain to us, in mime, that there was a small
problem with the US presidential election in 2000... |
come in |
8.9
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Lovely
Wat Xieng Thong, baroquely decorated Buddhist monastery and temple.
I'm invited in to sit in to evening mediation. |
good bye |
3.6
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Prelude.
Kids in the jewelry store. Drunken dinner ashore for the crew of one
of the brightly painted cargo boats that ply the treacherous cappuccino-colored
Mekong. |
rockets of the mekong |
15.3
MB |
Old-growth
virgin teak in the rainforest, the muddy river, bamboo walls, and
gleaming outboard engines. |
foot traffic
of the mekong |
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Postlude.
A long walk home when the dark comes on fast and total in northeast
Laos. |
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