I’m partway through the first track on FOURIER’S ALGORITHM by connect_icut (free download). A Fourier algorithm is a mathematical operation to do with (I think) signal processing that I do not understand. It’s entirely possible that I’m missing something crucial because of this lack of mathematical comprehension. Perhaps this deconstruction of the first four seconds of the Velvet Underground’s "Sunday Morning" is being run through an emulated Fourier process. The first four seconds of one of those songs that made generations run out (or stay in) and form a band. Subjected to what almost seems to me like an Alvin Lucier protocol, an "I Am Sitting In A Room" slowmotion shattering of the original audio.
In Lucier’s "I Am Sitting In A Room," the audio is played into a room, recorded, and replayed. Some pieces of the audio survive the process. Some frequencies embed themselves in the walls, become lost to the recorder. Imagine the first four seconds of "Sunday Morning" played in a bedroom, the bedroom that all bedroom indiepop will be made in after the playing of "Sunday Morning." Hear the chimes survive the process. Ringing down the years, even as all else fades and the sounds of vinyl crackle and CD bitrot get louder.
(I grow ever more convinced that "I Am Sitting In A Room" is a multivalent metaphor for half the things in this ghostridden time we’re floating in (sitting in) right now.)