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Dream House

In 1958 La Monte Young wrote the Trio for Strings, an hour made almost entirely of held tones. From there he tuned everything to simple whole-number ratios instead of equal temperament, and in 1966 he opened the first continuous sound environment in his Church Street loft. With Marian Zazeela's light it became the Dream House, in Tribeca since 1993 and still sounding: thirty-two sine waves held still, amber and blue, and a visitor who walks around inside the chord instead of sitting in front of it.

This follows what came out of that room, and what was happening beside it. The people who were in it, Tony Conrad, Henry Flynt, Terry Riley, Charlemagne Palestine. The ones who got there alone, above all Giacinto Scelsi, writing four pieces on a single note in Rome in 1959 without knowing any of it. Then just intonation as a discipline, the physics of two close frequencies held together, and the sustained tone reached by other roads.

Fifty-six records, in listening order.

Crow on the Dark Side of Gloss
Forty-five minutes for an orchestra of brass and woodwind built or adapted for the purpose, tuned to Erv Wilson's Meta-Slendro. The diamonds of the title are shapes that turn up inside the tuning when the intervals are drawn as a lattice.
Omaggio a Giuseppe Ungaretti
In 1957 he founded an improvising ensemble with Terry Riley and Pauline Oliveros. In 1970 he wrote a drone for three amplified pianos on a single low D. In sixty years he has released almost nothing. Here he plays the Enhanced Piano in Just Intonation, on poems Ungaretti wrote in the trenches.
The Orchestral Works 2
Three works and three different Scelsis: a cantata from 1946 with a canon in forty-seven voices, the 1959 Quattro Pezzi in which each movement holds one pitch and nothing else, and Uaxuctum, about a Mayan city that destroyed itself, which nobody would perform for nineteen years.
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