M1CHAEL S1EGEL - THE S0UNDS OF THE OFFICE (1964)

A mist of Cagean inversion hangs over this record, a strange foregrounding of the unnoticed, mundane ambient noises that permeate our lives, the background that we manage to render mute most of the time and ignore. An air of musique concrète too. This "field recording" is, or seems, quite composed. Hardly any voices; only spectral office workers. The strange dishonesty of the medium. A soundtrack of disembodiment, a reenactment of the unconscious. Again, the dreamscape of capital...reflectivity, reification, repeat...

What you may be dreaming even when you're not...