This is version 2 of 'Untrodden Lead New Pristine', a flow where words and sounds keep separate positions to give room for reflection. 

Music, mixing and production by https://soundcloud.com/p-e-n-i-n-s-o-l-a-r
Reading and sonopoetry by https://soundcloud.com/ilaria_boffa
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Excerpt from 'Im Westen Nichts Neues/All Quiet on the Western Front' (Chapter 12) by Erich Maria Remarque

‘Had we returned home in 1916, out of the suffering and the strength of our experiences we might have unleashed a storm. Now if we go back we will be weary, broken, burnt out, rootless, and without hope. We will not be able to find our way anymore.
And men will not understand us – for the generation that grew up before us, though it has passed these years with us already had a home and a calling; now it will return to its old occupations, and the war will be forgotten – and the generation that has grown up after us will be strange to us and push us aside. We will be superfluous even to ourselves, we will grow older, a few will adapt themselves, some others will merely submit, and most will be bewildered; – the years will pass by and in the end we shall fall into ruin.
But perhaps all this that I think is mere melancholy and dismay, which will fly away as the dust, when I stand once again beneath the poplars and listen to the rustling of their leaves. It cannot be that it has gone, the yearning that made our blood unquiet, the unknown, the perplexing, the oncoming things, the thousand faces of the future, the melodies from dreams and from books, the whispers and divinations of women; it cannot be that this has vanished in bombardment, in despair, in brothels.
Here the trees show gay and golden, the berries of the rowan stand red among the leaves, country roads run white out to the skyline, and the canteens hum like beehives with rumours of peace.
I stand up.
I am very quiet. Let the months and years come, they can take nothing from me, they can take nothing more. I am so alone, and so without hope that I can confront them without fear. The life that has borne me through these years is still in my hands and my eyes. Whether I have subdued it, I know not. But so long as it is there it will seek its own way out, heedless of the will that is within me.’

Sonopoem ‘Im Westen Nichts Neues’

All quiet. Niente di nuovo.
Where is the storm, the awe
that yelling at the top
of our lungs, the desperate flight?
Im Westen Nichts Neues, Europa.
Before and after, hidden and heedless.
Consciously superfluous to yourself.

We walk your geology Europa
And nothing is pristine.
What is missing, what thought
what sorrow?
It cannot be that we forgot our intents.
You keep withdrawing.
And I keep talking to myself.

P È N I N Ș O L A R IIaria Boffa Untrodden Lead To New Pristine (v2)

Music and things that might sound like music by Mat Ward. Noise Art/A  Piano and Bass Duet with Dani Kirby/A 50 plus member Art Ensemble called Then She Reaches The Gun/Deep Research Into Luigi Russolo and his Intonarumori .. thats just the stuff I post regularly : ) Thanks to everyone thats ever stopped by. Music is The Best!

I was trained in tradition, yet I stepped beyond its walls. Sound is my language, not to decorate but to liberate. Composer, performer, and listener — one fire, three sparks, inseparable.

I write and compose to uncover what is hidden: the truth buried beneath power, the dignity of the ordinary, the current of awareness that flows through all.

I belong to no authority, only to sound, to truth, to the silence from which all begins. My work is not mastery, but remembrance — a manifesto in every note, every word, every breath.

I am a composer of the 21st century: a studio artist. The studio is my forge, my battlefield, my sanctuary. Machines hum like choirs, circuits burn like torches, cables twist like roots in the earth. Tradition breaks open in this fire — the score turns to light, the instrument becomes the world itself.

To be a studio artist is to seize sound at its rawest, to sculpt electricity and breath as one, to summon the invisible power that belongs to all. Here music is not bound by walls, not enslaved by profit, not tamed by form. It is free, untouchable, unending — a living flame for the century that is ours.

Poetry, Field recording and the More-Than-Human Human

'I use this space to offer an experience of Sonopoetry, the voice of verses combined with field/sound recording.
Writing and composition marked the passage from pre-history to history for human beings. I firmly believe that writing&listening (active care/empathy and full attention to each and every sound from each and every living and non living being) could inform, guide and represent the Posthuman era that I'll call MoreThanHuman Human era -from sapiens sapiens to MoreThanHuman Human.
The contemporary alliance between the disciplines of Art, Science and Philosophy elicits the conceptualisation of the Posthuman that to me also implies the transition from the Anthropocene to the Age of Art as a driver of thought and vision. I advocate the responsibility to assign a 'more than human' meaning to the Posthuman concept, that's why More-Than-Human Human, in order to emphasise the human core and the genetic connection to bio and non-bio diversity as per the Biophilia Hypothesis.
Are we listening?'

Born 6 January 1972, Ilaria Boffa is an Italian poet and sound recordist. 
She has published four poetry collections and she is one of the eight authors included in the North East American Association publication ‘Writing in a Different Language’ Vol XL 2018.
Over the last years, she has been experimenting with field recording, blending her spoken word with sound.
Publications:
Beginnings & Other tragedies/Inizi e Altre Tragedie, 2023, book of poems (Eng/Ita)
https://www.valleypressuk.com/shop/p/beginnings-tragedies

About Sounds About Us/Di Suoni e di Noi, 2019, book of poems (Eng/Ita)
http://www.samueleeditore.it/about-sounds-about-us-ilaria-boffa/

Writing in A Different Language, volume XL NeMLA publications (Northeast Modern Language Association), College of New Jersey, 2018
http://www.buffalo.edu/nemla/publications/nis/past/volume-xl.html

The Bliss of Hush and Wires/Periferie, 2016, book of poems (Eng/Ita)
http://www.samueleeditore.it/periferie-the-bliss-of-hush-and-wires-ilaria-boffa-2/

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