LIMITED-EDITION VINYL RELEASE : INNOVA #881 A /// SANGUINE 01 In Paradisum 8:54 02 Jansori Pansori 4:09 (잔소리 판소리) 03 Weights and Balances 5:35 B /// VISCERA 04 Speratus 2:04 05 Little Box of Horrors 9:04 06 O Pastor Animarum 4:27 C /// CELESTIS 07 O viridissima virga 10.25 08 Father Time 3.34 09 Finite Infinity 4:38 D /// LUX AETERNA 10 Semaphore Conductus 7:19 11 New American Theater 5:20 12 Doppler Dreams 7:45 TOTAL: 74 minutes A: it may take a bit of dying… B: …to know what living is C: of light and dark… D: …of which we are made // SIDE A 
SANGUINE 01 In paradisum (Into paradise) in living memory of my father Peter Yoon (1945~1993) ‘In paradisum’ is an antiphon chant from the traditional Latin liturgy of the Western Church. Found at the end of some Requiem masses, ‘In paradisum’ is traditionally sung by the choir as the body is being taken out of the church; as the soul transitions from one life to the next. In paradisum deducant te Angeli: in tuo adventu suscipiant te Martyres, et perducant te in civitatem sanctam Ierusalem. Chorus Angelorum te suscipiat, et cum Lazaro quondam paupere æternam habeas requiem May the angels lead you into paradise, may the martyrs receive you in your coming, and may they guide you into the holy city, Jerusalem. May the chorus of angels receive you and with Lazarus once poor may you have eternal rest Pen scrawl, radio, voice, viola, loose chimes, Bible pages – Bora Yoon Field recording – Bushwick dogs during memorial (2008) Microcassette recording of Peter Suk Ryun Yoon (1992) Buddhaboxes I & II – FM3 Subwoofing spoons – created in collaboration with LEMUR (League of Electronic Musicians & Urban Robots) 02 잔소리 판소리 (JANSORI PANSORI) featuring Yuni Yoon A play on words and love

Voicemails – Mom Kritalas, snares on Tibetan bowls – Peter Scherer Hands, aluminum cans, Bible pages, water, voice – Bora Yoon Field recording of prayers, wishes, and coins tossed at Meiji Temple, Tokyo Japan, 2009 03 WEIGHTS & BALANCES I’m shutting down the valves of my attention I’m shutting down the valves of you, New York The science of life, as it swirls around the cup… it’s either you or me.. who’s it gonna be I have a little shadow that goes in and out of me, And what can be the truth of her is more than I can see. The further she moves, The tighter the noose, the greater the sacrifice, heavier the blame / more costly the bloom. If you’re not going to help Then get out of my way Nothing ever changes Nothing ever stays the same. what goes up.. must come down what goes up, must come down Fate is what happens to you - when you do absolutely nothing Life! It's happening! it's funcomfortable! My shadow has no sense of how Things ought to lay, And only serves to make a fool of me in every kind of way. Yeah? you like this - I don’t really know what to say.. I mean, you, you chose this. round and round – round and around what goes up must come down.. it’s a mystery, it’s a tragedy it’s a heinous whorl of hilarities where Truth is two-sided and spins in six directions all it takes is a little change.. Weights and balances, pulleys and strings – and all of God in between. where love learns her tail, under the belly of the beast what goes up must come down it’s all the things you don’t hear that count.. What really matters at the end of life? Is it the things that surround you – or is it the movements between? The invisible threads, the movement of winds weights and balances, pulleys and strings – which is the matter, that matters at the end of life? Of water and sky Of heaven and hell Of light and dark Of which we are made You kill me You kill us No one is getting out of here alone. We’re in this together or not at all. round and around… All it takes, is a little change Piano, voice, horror foley soundbox – Bora Yoon Swiss cowbells, sheep bells – Peter Scherer // SIDE B VISCERA 04 SPERATUS (Hope) Recorded live at the Park Avenue Armory, by Sympho. Directed by Paul Haas. A selection from ’ARCO’ a site-specific symphonic work co-composed by Paul Haas, Paul K. Fowler, and Bora Yoon. Memini, memini Nosce te ipsum Anima aeterna, memini Speratus Non nobis solum natis sumus Temet nosce Noctis lucis caelum Noctis lucis caelum Memini.. Remember, remember, to thine own self, one must be true Soul eternal, remember Hope Not us alone born are we; Know thyself. Sky of the night’s light Sky of the night’s light remember… Buddhabox, Tibetan dorje, voice – Bora Yoon Violas, cellos, basses, prepared piano, harp – Sympho | Conducted by Paul Haas 05 LITTLE BOX OF HORRORS The architecture of the mind is an infinite space - full of rooms, corridors, and stairwells which unfold, and converge, in curious ways.. It is the hours of day and night, which cycle around the structure- that illuminate the wonders, and grow long the shadows of what lies within, and beyond. what is conscious, and what wells up from below. And while some rooms retain their glory and height, where guests are welcome to come there are those rooms those in severe disrepair under, under construction.. but it is here in the wreck, where the most valuable parts of yourself are presented back to you to transform for the things that cut are also the very things that illuminate - and what you don't deal with… deals with you It is in this inverted world, one is reminded It might take a little bit of dying, to know what living is and your greatest challenge: that of your own creation. and there’s no way out.. but in. Field recordings - Heartbeats, sand debris, water, Astoria pool, industrial rhythms. Prepared piano, breath, voice, feedback – Bora 06 O Pastor Animarum (O Shepherd of Souls) O Pastor animarum,
et o prima vox
perquam omnes creati sumus


nunc tibi,
tibi placeat,
ut digneris nos liberare
de miseriis et languoribus nostris O Shepherd of souls
and o first voice
through whom all creation was summoned

 now to you,
to you may it give pleasure and dignity
to liberate us
from our miseries and languishingOrgan, water, church bells, ark creak, train, timer, voice -- Bora Yoon
Manton Memorial Organ and churchbells of Church of Ascension, NYC // SIDE C
CELESTIS 07 O viridissima virga (O hail greenest branch) 
 O viridissima virga O greenest branch, hail, que in ventoso flabro sciscitationis who came forth in blowing wind sanctorum prodisti. from holy wise men. Cum venit tempus When the time came quod tu floruisti in ramis tuis; that you bloomed in your branches ave, ave sit tibi, hail, hail to you, quia calor solis in te sudavit the heat of the sun infused you sicut odor balsami. with balsamic fragrance. Nam in te floruit pulcher flos The beautiful flourished in you qui odorem dedit omnibus aromatibus gave its aromatic fragrance que arida erant. to all that was withered. Et illa apparuerunt omnia And thus all appeared in viriditate plena. in full greenness. Unde celi dederunt rorem The heaven spread dew super gramen over the grass et omnis terra leta facta est, and the whole earth was made glad quoniam viscera ipsius frumentum because her womb protulerunt, brought forth fruit et quoniam volucres celi. and the birds of the skies nidos in ipsa habuerunt had their nests in her. Deinde facta est esca hominibus, Thus was made the food for humanity et gaudium magnum epulantium; and great joy among the dinner companions.
unde, o suavis virgo, And therefore, of mild Virgin, in te non deficit ullum gaudium. no joy is missing in you. Hec omnia Eva contempsit. All of this Eve had disdained. Nunc autem laus sit Altissimo. But now praise be to the highest Buddhabox, heartbeats, voices, Bible pages, breath, Tibetan dorje, Manton memorial organ from the Church of Ascension – Bora Yoon Field recording of songbirds – Singapore (2012) Field recording of hailstorm – Santa Fe (2010) 08 -- Father Time ancient Tibetan bowls, phasing metronomes, marine radio, voice, transmission static, ayoyote – Bora Yoon 09 FINITE INFINITY in living memory of Jasky Raju (1980~2005) 
Times are moving in stranger strides indeed thrown back, beyond a life that ever recedes a janky rhythm of speeds --  each place, each face, a rhythm found in the rhyme..  My head is full of arrows and thoughts we exist in sweeps and in stops  - Anvils drop, ad infinitum - O to belong beyond the dreaming and the dead first breath to last, one must admit finite infinity Dreaming is where your dreams maleate into metaphor where you fissure your garnets --  and he says, "every time I dream, I die --  and every time I die, I dream.." We are all the air --  we all evaporate  gather in the clouds til we rain one day Sometimes things change things sometimes -- Piano, voices, anvils – Bora Yoon STCTS – Jasky Raju // SIDE D LUX AETERNA 10 SEMAPHORE CONDUCTUS is an electroacoustic choral work, inspired by the conduction of energy, the language of signals, and sound. Speaking to the notion of music as a medium of expression and communication, over distances and time. Commissioned by the Young People’s Chorus of New York, directed by Francisco J. Núñez. Sum quod eris, fui quod es
unda est ortus
sepulchrum pluvia, festina lente
esse quam videri
in lumine tuo, videbimus lumen I am what you will be, I was what you are
the water is rising, gravity’s rainbow, make haste slowly
to be rather than to seem
in your light, we shall see light Megaphone, conch, walkie-talkies, voices – New York Polyphony
Gramophone, synthesizer, voice – Bora Yoon Heartbeats, Morse, cellphones – sound design 
Geoffrey Williams, countertenor
Steven Caldicott Wilson, tenor 
Christopher Dylan Herbert, baritone 
Craig Phillips, bass 11 NEW AMERICAN THEATER 
from the 51st (dream) state 
In living memory of Sekou Sundiata (1948~2007) A citizen walks into a citizenship looking for directions as the drama opens in a New American Theater with a view from the lower 9th ward that looks out on Speed a word perfect for a future that is always now. a millennium already old and half done these are the rules to engage this space characters enter and exit at will drawing blood over reality vs. faith the fighting is dark and sustained When the mood is absolved, the Republic moves on to standing ovations a poet addresses the podium calibrates her papers and speaks her words into the room where against all gravity they float the scale of Empire War she says, is the basic unit -- but what she really means is Wars but it doesn't seem to matter which one the audience clears its throat and checks its pockets Underground ciphers script the streets with graffiti forecasts and prophetic verses on tee shirts and jittery beats that assault and batter the far walls of the common measure when it's either murder or be murdered or be motion and overflow in a narrow leftover space or be not about Time, or on Time -- but Time itself there is singing coming in from the wings on wings what is life? life is what we are thinking about all day the water is rising.. the sky over the harbor turns to beauty from time to time from lower Manhattan to the Verrazano bridge and the air in September is brushed lightly with memorials to forgetting though far away a car is torn apart on a busy street far away – another bomber petitions eternity special forces with special powers return home the word on the street says the CIA antenna sits on top of the old Williamsburg Bank, calls dropping from cell phones as soon as you get anywhere near as if Jihad is taking calls in the mosque between Nevins and Hoyt Who said to who to who prayer after prayer after prayer bears witness by listening for a call back Peace and whatnot to the indigenous people of the Salvation Army Amen to the sinners coming to the house of the Lord for the sweet hour of power Inshallah to the believers handcuffed in front of the halal store there are books coming out on the subject every day the latest one says to lose your soul is a special kind of death it never leaves the body it takes refuge in the sympathetic nerves in the gaps between synapse and the possibility of remembering turn a page, and there it is one eye sees the other eye feels a knowledge of Self and Others a wave of mixed messages a tap tap tapping through wires…. it doesn't come quietly in the morning it doesn't come storming at night it comes increase by decrease / by increase by decrease / by degrees it comes flipping and spinning and flipping and spinning and insinuating my left. your right. my left. your right. left right left right left right left right… what is life? life is what is what we are thinking about all day the water is rising…. by Sekou Sundiata for the 51st (dream) state
Recorded live at the Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival, 2006 Drums, Percussion – Chris Eddleton Violin, voice, cellphones, Bible pages, breath -- Bora Yoon Shortwave radio transmissions – CONET Project 12 DOPPLER DREAMS Composed and created for site-specific dance work AGORA II, in the empty 55,000 square foot pool basin of the historic McCarren Pool, Brooklyn, directed Noémie Lafrance. Performed by seven sopranos on bicycles, with the audience at the pool perimeter, the kinetic sopranos ride and sing in circles at various sizes and proximity to the pool edge, creating a large-scale Doppler effect and unique musical composition for each audience member, dependent upon their specific location within the space. Voices, bike bells, electronics – Bora Yoon /// LINER NOTES A cartography of blood, synapses, circuitry, memory, and spirit — Sunken Cathedral is a sonic journey through the subconscious and the architectural chambers of the body. Each track evokes a different chamber, corridor, and sonic ‘space’ that excavates memory and illuminates the very matter, energy, and elements of which we are made. Inspired by the alchemical moment of transmutation where one medium becomes another, Sunken Cathedral traces death, life, rebirth, and the cyclical / recombinant nature of the universe. “the invisible threads, the movement of winds, weights and balances, pulleys and strings – which is the matter, that matters at the end of life” Performed and written by Bora Yoon. Co-produced by Bora Yoon and R. Luke DuBois. Words and music by Bora Yoon except “O Pastor Animarum”, “O viridissima virga” by Hildegard von Bingen (1098~1179), medieval chant “In paradisum”, and Latin proverbs in “Semaphore Conductus.” Words by Sekou Sundiata in “New American Theater”, 2006. Industrial rhythms in “Little Box of Horrors” by Jason Jones / Sliver from Things That Go Bump In the Night | Titanium Rhythms, Big Fish Audio. Shortwave transmissions in “Semaphore Conductus” and “New American Theater” from the CONET Project (Irdial-Discs, 1997) Used with permission. Featured guest artists: Sekou Sundiata: Poetry and performance in “New American Theater” Chris Eddleton: cymbals, metal percussion in “New American Theater” Peter Scherer: Percussion in “Jansori Pansori” and “Weights and Balances” Sympho: symphonic performance in “Speratus” New York Polyphony: Male vocal quartet in “Semaphore Conductus” New York Polyphony appears courtesy of BIS Records. Score for “Semaphore Conductus” is published by Boosey & Hawkes Publishing. SSAA and TTBB arrangements available for choral performance. Recorded and engineered by R. Luke DuBois (NYU Polytechnic , Ringling Museum of Art), Peter Scherer (Zurich, Switzerland), Joshua Druckman (Outlier Studios), Paul Howells (Church of Ascension, NYC) Mastered by Paul Geluso Vinyl Master by Bonati Mastering Photography by Leslie Van Stelten Back Image created by Matias Corea, from Harmonograph: A Visual Guide to The Mathematics of Music Side A/B image: Ouroboros © Saki Blackwing (DeviantArt) Side C/D image: Messier 10 by NASA Design & Layout: Popular Noise This album includes performance works created and commissioned for: • The Wind Up Bird Chronicle – the multimedia staged adaptation, directed by Stephen Earnhart, based on the novel by Haruki Murakami • TOWER – chamber commission for the Ann Hamilton spiral tower at Oliver Ranch, California, with Sympho • ARCO – site-specific symphonic commission for the 55,000 sq. ft military drill hall within the vast Park Avenue Armory, NYC with Sympho • the Young People’s Chorus of NYC Directed by Francisco J. Núñez. “Semaphore Conductus” premiere at Transient Glory Symposium VII • the 51st (dream) state – by the late poet Sekou Sundiata, a performance questioning American identity in a post-9/11 ideology • AGORA II – site-specific dance work for the 55,000 sq. ft historic McCarren Park Pool, Brooklyn, NY. Directed by Noémie Lafrance. Made possible by the generous support from the Sorel Organization for Women Composers, Asian American Arts Alliance, Park Avenue Armory, Ringling Museum of Art, the Hermitage Artist Retreat, Church of Ascension NYC, Goddess Camp, Queens Council on the Arts, HERE Art Center, and my given and chosen family. Innova is supported by an endowment from the McKnight Foundation. Innova Director: Philip Blackburn| Operations Manager: Chris Campbell|Publicist: Steve McPherson Very special thanks and gratitude: To everyone who played and contributed to this record. Judy Cope, Claudette Sorel, Berge, Walter, the Sorel Organization, and Yuni Yoon for your faith and support in my work. To R. Luke DuBois, without whom this creation would not be possible. Thank you for seeing this through to its full circle. Marcie Ley, Jocelyn K. Glei, Dolores McElroy, Glynis Rigsby, Sesame, Sue Young, and Rika Iino at Sozo Media for your wind, compass, and guidance through this journey. Dennis Keene, Mother Shelley, and the spiritual family at the Church of Ascension. Maurine Knighton, MAPP International, Nico Daswani, Andrea Louie at Asian American Arts Alliance, Michael Royce and David Terry at New York Foundation for the Arts, Rebecca Robertson, the Park Avenue Armory, Kristy Edmunds, Ann Hamilton, Paul Haas at Sympho, Noémie Lafrance, SENS Production, Francisco J. Núñez and the YPC, Linda Golding, Dana Haynes, Stephen Earnhart, Paul Geluso, Josh Bonati, Josh Druckmann, Peter Scherer, Adam Larsen, Brock Labrenz, Boris Klompus, Ajay Chaudhary, LEMUR, Leif Krinkle, Harvestworks Digital Media, Philip, Chris, and Steve at Innova, April Thibeault, Ben Kellogg, Byron Kalet, Matias Corea, Saki Blackwing, Adam Larsen, Uram Choe, New York Polyphony, Toni Dove, Kim Whitener and Kristin Marting at HERE Art Center, Richard Mai for logo “breeze”, Sophia Benhammou, Tom Rielly, Shoham, Sam, and the TED Fellows. This record is dedicated in memory of Peter Yoon, Sekou Sundiata, and to my family — Yuni Yoon, John, Suejin, Chris, Sangjoon, Sukbong, Kacie, and Asher. I am because of you. With love and great heart — Xxo Bora For best results, please listen with audiophile quality, full frequency response speakers or headphones, during nocturnal hours.