The city has been drenched in rain the last few days. It’s not an uncommon thing here. We huddle under umbrellas and hoods, where the sound of raindrops rapping at fabric are a constant.
Slight streams and rivers appear on sidewalks, calling to mind the underground waterways that used to exist under all this concrete before the arrival of settlers. In certain parts of the city, you can still hear water rush from under the man hole covers. Vancouver, rain city, Saltwater City.
This work is a collage of four separate sound pieces made on the traditional, ancestral, unceded territory of the Musqueam people.