Elsewhere there was a DJ performing on his own in one of the old-fashioned art gallery spaces (Baroque Art 46, to be precise), Ray Lee twiddling knobs and manipulating electro-magnets/fields in The Ethometric Museum (a full-room playable sound installation which looked like it had been built from everything broken in the backroom of the museum of the history of science), an intimate burbling diorama of playroom detritis miked up to whispering recordings by Lisa Busby and several lectures/demonstrations of ancient recording techniques.
There were wax cylinders for sale (including new releases) but although listening to Prodigy's Firestarter on wax cylinder was funny, the selection of racist music hall for his old song was weird. A man with a really ancient gramophone that briefly played us Caruso was talking about how original gramophones were sold in bicycle shops, because it was about the technology, not the music. But he also talked about how nobody had music in their houses before music players, which, is it true? I remember it being normal that we all just sang and played instruments before ubiquitous recorded music made music production the job of the hallowed talented few, although possibly that was just the 70s. I finally got my fix of the less-objectionable end of ancient music hall from Florrie Forde in Music and Tapestry 39 on a portable acoustic gramophone.
There were some interactive things to play with too -- this is the sound of people playing with mikes attached to sound triggers in Chinese Paintings 11, recorded while I was looking at a picture called Sounds in a Dark Landscape.
