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Hey look! It's Rob Millis! TORFLI himself bringing down the house at Asian Art Musuem in a trés moderne théatre where the screen rolled down silent as something out of Kubrick, slowly eliding the handsome view of Volunteer Park. He presented 10 conveniently numbered .mov files played one by one off his laptop, like laying down platters on a Victrola in grandpa's corner. He apologized upfront for it not being some slick powerpoint but I hadn't come for a TED talk --the mic was stationary, just as the recording devices were in India in the early days of 78s-- and I liked the unscripted anecdotes and asides. There were laughs and applause, especially for the shrieking honking traffic footage he'd shot. The multimedia mix concluded with people fondling the orange hued, silky smooth disc of shellac passed warm hand to hand with Rob sensibly admonishing, "Now don't break that!" Check out his book: Indian Talking Machine |