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Shouldn't you be yelling at some kids to get off your lawn or something?
You might find Philip Jeck more interesting. Headphones essential, mind you.
Wandering around ruined islands, surrounded by infinite oceans and the slow creaks and groans of deteriorating machines, piecing together a mysterious world that no longer worksThis. It's odd, much of the talk of stuff that isn't strictly music on this thread (my own comments included) are pretty much just describing Ambient of some fashion -- but no one's coming right out and saying ambient, not as a huge, sweeping generalization at least. A lot of the ambient out there, it's very... god, what's the word, it _moves_, at least. It's the sound of things making noise. It's the breath of the world, whatever world that is. Even the crackle-hiss layered on a lot of tracks I wouldn't necessarily call under the Hauntology umbrella, well that's a sound of life layered on, too, even when it elicits the past.
Sonic hauntology does enforce attention. It does enforce concentration.... I would have had no idea, which may be why I'm so far off on a lot of my musings, here. Apartment dwelling, grown up latch-key kid, me. I grew up in empty houses with the television on in one room and the radio on in another -- a clock wrapped in a hot-water bottle, basically. My clock radio plays me to sleep, volumes up to wake me in the morning, and I've generally got a playlist going all the hours in between. I get a brief adrenaline spike when my iPod battery dies when I'm out. The only time I haven't got music at some volume is when I'm with someone else, and focussed on them. All sound, especially music, is ambient to me unless I've consciously stopped doing everything else to just listen (usually a new track, or when I need to cycle my brain). The only sound that enforces my attention is absolute silence.