Parroting
soundscape
Premiered October 25, 2025
Coreto do Jardim Público, Évora
These soundscape recordings were registered on August 5th and 10th, 2025, atop Monte Brasil, in Angra do Heroísmo, the Azores. Most audible — its “keynote” sounds — are the birds that litter the summit crowning that beautiful hike in nature: Fringilla moreletti (tentilhão-dos-açores, the Azores chaffinch, endemic and unique to the islands), a variety of fowl, and, notably, parrots and macaws, which color the summit with an exuberance reminiscent of the mountain’s exotic namesake. We are bathed by a complex, articulated soundscape. Nearby, lookout points offer views of the boundless ocean. The temperature and humidity closely match human skin’s, helping dissolve one’s sense of self toward an “oceanic” oneness with the world. Truly, paradise on Earth.
Except that these birds — specifically, the most exhuberant — are caged. Beside the cage, a plaque announces: meet the “talking birds”. Visitors repeatedly try to elicit speech (language, that most human of traits) from the animals.
In a glossary accompanying the definitive, expanded edition of his seminal 1977 text The Tuning of the World, R. Murray Shafer offers the following concise definition for acoustic ecology: “the study of the effects of the acoustic environment, of soundscape, on the physical responses or behaviorial characteristics of creatures living within it. Its particular aim is to draw attention to imbalances which may have unhealthy or inimical effects”. By tracing the evolution of our acoustic environment through relations of production and economic organization (with a sharp paradigmatic divide between “first” and “post-industrial” soundscapes), the anthropogenic origin of such changes is made apparent.
Thus, while articulating one of the main tropes of that “first” natural soundscape — birdsong —, the recording actually functions as a very stylised mise en scène of our intervention in the environment. As allegory (which is to say, as representation), it winds up very naturally focusing on language — on mimesis as an intrinsic mechanism of self, precariously balanced between alterity and the violence of self-reproduction in the Other, or perhaps on the use of language as an imperial tool (a term Schafer did not shy away from). In any case, these uses of language stand metonymically for all “unhealthy or inimical effects” of our relationship to the environmental metabolism.
This also makes for an incredibly literal interpretation of Truax’s understanding of “communicational relationships” expressed through acoustic information as one of the chief materials and concerns of acoustic ecology. Still, this soundscape’s allegorical structure and the obvious linguistic materials should (hopefully) put in further relief the (very hopeful, very romantic and downright naïve) alternatives to this inimical relationship offered within: a reversal of the mimetic flow (from animal to human) as a different dynamic of cohabitation; vocalizing, singing, and music as activities of becoming; art as the arena for the ecosophic articulation between the environment, the social and subjectivity.
These soundscape recordings were registered on August 5th and 10th, 2025, atop Monte Brasil, in Angra do Heroísmo, the Azores. Most audible — its “keynote” sounds — are the birds that litter the summit crowning that beautiful hike in nature: Fringilla moreletti (tentilhão-dos-açores, the Azores chaffinch, endemic and unique to the islands), a variety of fowl, and, notably, parrots and macaws, which color the summit with an exuberance reminiscent of the mountain’s exotic namesake.
As with all media that play with channeling a material from a real site to a “non-site” of cultural and artistic production (an expression of artist Robert Smithson’s, pioneer of Land art, a practice with which soundscaping has many affinities), field recordings continually index their origin. Thus, to listen to this recording can (perhaps should) mean to listen to the whole of Monte Brasil. Terceira has been a key geostrategic site throughout the whole of Portuguese habitation of the island. To hike up the extinct volcano and up to these birds is to pilgrimage along a via crucis of ruined military fortresses — save for the one that is still functioning, and has done so for long enough as to have hosted the exile of Ngungunhane, last King of Gaza, deposed as the Portuguese colonial empire scrambled to “pacify” Mozambique and establish a belated de facto occupation of African territory. We are bathed by a complex, articulated soundscape. Nearby, the lookout points offering views of the boundless ocean are sided by World War One-era artillery structures. The temperature and humidity closely match our skin’s, helping dissolve one’s sense of self towards that “oceanic” oneness with the world. There’s a cage. The macaws are agitated; the parrots, just despondent. The island keeps contributing to the most significant events in contemporary military history. Truly, paradise on Earth.