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RadioCairo
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The group Sit.Art produced a four-day art event in a big apartment building near the Turro stop on the red line in Milan. Residents of the building opened their homes to make a living museum, hosting artworks contributed by many different artists. With students from NABA, we tried to produce a virtual radio for the event/building. No funds, not much energy from the students. They usually do more. Looks like this project isn't fashionable enough for them. In any case, here are the mp3 files. Actually a weirdly unique sound documentary of a weirdly unique event. For more on the event (May 11-14 2006) CONTACT look here. The first files: recording of real Radio Cairo stolen from shortwave website (thanks!). Two slight manipulations of the lively sounds at the opening. Then come remarks and conversations with people involved in the show, including the energetic organizer and resident 'contact' Angelo Caruso. In the file "artlovers" a little girl keeps saying "guarda qua", or "look here", but no one seems to be paying attention. So she develops her sing-song artlover's outburst into an irritating melodic rant. In "nasiperu" two visitors are deciphering an installation made with photocopies. The artist has clearly pressed his face and other parts of his body against the glass of a copy machine to make the images. The visitors see faces and noses they define as "Peruvian". Then they realize the faces might be "squashed". After "troppo bella", where a visitor says something about a too beautiful stomach-ache, In "nofood" another visitor recommends we go up to the attic to see the installations. A gentleman complains that there's nothing to eat... "I came here to eat", he says. At a non-art-world event like this people say "bello" a lot more than they do at gallery openings. They even seem to pay a bit more attention to what they are seeing. Actually what I'm seeing in terms of artwork isn't exactly my idea of "bello"... what is interesting is the overall scene, the strange accumulation of unfocused good intentions. It's beautiful the way untrained voices are beautiful... for what it promises, as promises are nearly always more attractive than their realization. Then up to the attic... the lady was right, it's nice up here, dusty, stuffy, labyrinthine. No one dares to play the gong. But there's a heart beating in one of the storerooms. Then back down to the big courtyard for some speeches with lots of popped Ps in the mike. People just keep conversing, and if you move to one side of the space the words are drowned out by Giovanni Bai's crazy cassette tape, the player seemingly abandoned in a doorway. Visitors to the show discuss Italian telegram puns. Then a reading in the courtyard of excerpts from the book Il Cairo, a personal memoir of life in the building, by Adriano Pasquali. A good moment: local ladies sing traditional local songs with no mikes in the courtyard. This one is called "Il Bersagliere ha cento penne", and it's the version invented by the partisans, changing the words to a traditional military song (lyrics below). Finally, some nice noise. I wondered whether the spirits of the partisans who used to live here were pleased by the way things have turned out... but I'm pretty sure they would have approved of this party. In a way it's what they were fighting for, isn't it? The lyrics: Il bersagliere ha cento penne e l'alpino ne ha una sola, il partigiano ne ha nessuna e sta sui monti a guerreggiar. Là sui monti vien giù la neve, la bufera dell'inverno, ma se venisse anche l'inferno il partigiano riman lassù. Quando viene la notte scura tutti dormono alla pieve, ma camminando sopra la neve il partigiano scende in azion. Quando poi ferito cade non piangetelo dentro al cuore, perché se libero un uomo muore che cosa importa di morir. The Bersagliere has 100 plumes The Alpino has just one The partisan doesn't have any And stays up in the mountains to fight Up in the mountains the snow falls, blizzards come in winter, but even if hell arrives there the partisan won't come down. When dark night falls everyone in the parish sleeps, but walking on the snow the partisan is ready for action. When he is wounded and falls do not mourn him in your hearts, because if a man dies free then death means nothing. |
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  RadioCairo theme mp3 Cairo opening mix 1 mp3 Cairo opening mix 2 mp3 Angelo Caruso mp3 angelo's house some history artlovers nasiperu troppo bella nofood bellidea atticgong heart politix pungrams reading bersagliere nicenoise
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