Imagine being a kid in 2010 and finding yourself on a trip to the famous New Orleans Museum of Art. You pass by the Rodin sculpture on the grand marble stairway and the vaults of ancient Japanese pottery on the third floor; you breeze through the French impressionists, the Faberge collection, the Joseph Cornell and the Warhols in the modern wing. Then suddenly you pass throug...(展开全部) Imagine being a kid in 2010 and finding yourself on a trip to the famous New Orleans Museum of Art. You pass by the Rodin sculpture on the grand marble stairway and the vaults of ancient Japanese pottery on the third floor; you breeze through the French impressionists, the Faberge collection, the Joseph Cornell and the Warhols in the modern wing. Then suddenly you pass through a soundproof glass door into a room with a crazed looking person wearing headphones, banging on an organ and screaming into an old microphone. Is this an exhibit? The cacophonous display is indeed behind a velvet rope with a sign cautioning us not to speak to the screaming man. Why do portraits of sexy ladies cover every inch these solemn white walls? What the @#!& is going on here? Witness the recording of the latest Quintron album, Sucre du Sauvage ("Sugar of the Savage"). From January 29th through May 2nd of 2010, Quintron punched a time clock and reported to work at NOMA to write and record this album in a public gallery space. During the final seven days of the session, the artist imprisoned himself within the museum and its surrounding grounds-a beautiful swampy nature preserve called New Orleans City Park. He roamed the park by night making field recordings and then weaved them into the final mixes of the album by day. The week concluded with a blindfolded listening party in the NOMA auditorium (see album cover).
还没人写过短评呢
还没人写过短评呢