O U T S I D E L E F T   stay i n d e p e n d e n t

The True Sound of Silence

get the weekly Outsideleft newsletter
by Alex V. Cook, Music Editor for outsideleft.com
originally published: March, 2005
Empty, indeed! It is filled with idealogical frontierism
by Alex V. Cook, Music Editor for outsideleft.com
originally published: March, 2005
Empty, indeed! It is filled with idealogical frontierism

Swedish Mailer
(unknown)

In this age where music has often been reduced to empty, form-filled floss only serving to bolster a phalanx of marketing agents, interested in none but your dollar. a recent release I received was a welcome shot of wind in my critical sails. John Cage made his name off his famous piece 4'33', where the piantst sits at a piano for that duration and does nothing, allowing instead the sounds of the world to enter instead of more concert music the world does not need. Noble gesture to be sure, but these unnamed Swedish coneptaulists have finished the job he left half-done. This release consists of NO CD, NO tape, NO nothing, appraently done by NOBODY, released by NO COMPANY. The Scandinavians were ardent adopters of the Fluxus movement, but this act blows away and George Macuinas-sanctioned escapade of hukster nihilism.

The whole (or should I say 'hole') of the release was an empty mailer hanging open in my mailbox, wih a yellow sticker saying "Recieved Without Contents" applied by the post office. Neanderthals! Can't they even try to understand that they were witness and unwitting participant in a great step forward in music! Empty, indeed! It is filled with idealogical frontierism.

The Swedish compatriots nary put a name on the envelope, just a standard sticker saying:

If undeliverable return to
PO BOX 2097
Se-202 26 Malmo
SWEDEN

If you are behind this triumphant act and reading this, please contact me at the address to which you posted it. I'd love to hear what else you have to (not) say.

see more stories from outsideleft's Music archive »»

Alex V. Cook
Music Editor

Alex V. Cook listens to everything and writes about most of it. His latest book, the snappily titled Louisiana Saturday Night: Looking for a Good Time in South Louisiana's Juke Joints, Honky-Tonks, and Dance Halls is an odyssey from the backwoods bars and small-town dives to the swampside dance halls and converted clapboard barns of a Louisiana Saturday Night. Don't leave Heathrow without it. His first book Darkness Racket and Twang is available from SideCartel. The full effect can be had at alex v cook.com

more stories you really could read...


thumb through the ancient archives:

search for something you might like...


sign up for the outsideleft weekly. a selection of new and archived stories every week. Or less.

View previous campaigns.

I'm Okay, You're Okay
Outsideleft Poll Results
The Girls Won't Touch Me...
...ecause I got a misdirection! Pere Ubu is back with the creepiest record yet in their uncompromising 30-year career
The Boy Done Good
Like the Eyes of a Distressed Cow
Chris Connolly's fiction never fears going where better angels would never ever tread. Like the Eyes of a Distressed Cow is an unsettling return to outsideleft from one of our favorite fictionistas. At least we hope it's fiction...
Buried in Jack the Ripper Time
Andy Conway's novel, Buried in Time revisits July, 1888. Two months before Jack the Ripper's murders begin, a killer stalks the streets of Birmingham.
Some of our favorite things...