So I finished it at last. (I'm already a good way through a sticky oil, but more of that later someday.) Here it is, Hommage à Delia Derbyshire, the propagator of electronic music, master of cutting tapes beyond all recognition, hats off. I described the other week (q.v.) why she's surrounded by wine and Bach. (You can listen to the tune on YouTube.)
She sits here with a spoon and glass in her hands; all sounds that they wanted to turn inside out had to be recorded at the studio. No internet to browse through; no easily carried devices to do field recordings with. No DAW's*, no automatisation worth mentioning. She really was at the frontier. Let's rub a glass... cheers to the pioneer.
*Note for non-soundies: A Digital Audio Workstation is a computer program which does everything that Delia's BBC studio did, and a lot of things that those rooms crammed with tech couldn't. Some claim it's too easy nowadays, less of an art. I claim that there's no end of other ways to make the simple complicated (something which I'm good at) but that's another story.
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