Experimental

Experimental music with nothing to hum along to, where the next sound is as likely to be a cello as a satellite.

Experimental radio asks you to listen the way you would in a gallery, slowly and without knowing what's coming. In the afternoon it might be a tape collage from a London studio, and in the small hours someone in Valparaíso turning the whole broadcast into the piece. It moves through drone and musique concrète, noise and modular synth, and more than once you'll turn it up just to work out what you're hearing.