Field Trip Signs and Signifiers

Urban Dreamcatchers

Huddersfield Dream Catcher.

Picking up the signals –

spectral transmissions

from the agora of public dreaming


Elgin Street Dunfermline

Now playing: Charlemagne Palestine + Tony Conrad – An Aural Symbiotic Mystery

By Murdo Eason - From Hill to Sea

murdo eason / walking / writing / between world & word

10 replies on “Urban Dreamcatchers”

Reblogged this on Susan Oliver and commented:
Titonomachia . . . in response to “Urban Dreamcatchers,” from the Fife Psychogeographical Collective.

While commuting around London’s North Circular, I’ve noticed an accelerated downward mobility in gasworks buildings. Two near Tottenham Hale are currently staggering earthward. Those Titans of our fossil fuelled anthropocene bring to mind John Keats’s Hyperion poems. I feel sure the towers’ strut-and-girder “carved features wrinkle as they fall.”
I worked for a while in Salford, where Ewan McColl wrote and set his Romantic ballad “Dirty old Town.” There’s a resonance to McColl’s bleak urban pastoral – the incongruous imagery of crofts and gasworks set in a Landscape with Chimneys (the title of the play for which the song was written) was intended to fill an awkward gap while scenery was changed.

Thanks for the reblog Susan and very interesting comment. I read recently that gasholders will become an increasingly rare sight in the landscape as their function is now largely superfluous and very few are actually used. They are being progressively dismantled and the land on which they stand is being sold off for development. Aesthetically they appear to generate mixed feelings but I was also interested in their symbolic localism as originally used to store ‘town gas’. A nice reference to Keats and to Ewan McColl. Didn’t know that ‘Dirty Old Town’ was originally written for a play and interesting to revisit the ‘bleak urban pastoral’ of the lyrics. Have read that the line “smelled the spring on the smoky wind” was indeed originally “on the Salford wind” which the local council had objected to. Thanks again.

Lovely – I’ve never thought of them as such but it just feels right.

What happens to the captured dreams when one of these is dismantled? (There used to be one on my route into work in Battersea, now gone, which I daresay caught quite a few of my daydreams…)

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