Dave Scanlon is a composer, guitarist, vocalist, and electronic musician. Scanlon is an active member of the experimental rock band JOBS, pursues a practice of writing austere songs, and continues a series of "counting" compositions focusing on intonation, numerology, and measurement. Scanlon has released music on Ramp Local, New Amsterdam Records, Tzadik Records, Hometapes, Clean Feed Records, and New Atlantis Records. He has had the pleasure of performing at Jazz Art Sengawa (Japan), Sapporo City Jazz Festival (Japan), Incline/Decline (Canada), Pop Montreal (Canada), Hopscotch Music Festival (USA), SXSW (USA), Northside Music Festival (USA), and other festivals. He has performed at venues such as Issue Project Room (NYC), Roulette (NYC), The Stone (NYC), Shinjuku Pit Inn (Tokyo, Japan), Yokohama Airegin (Yokohama, Japan), Boston Institute of Contemporary Art (Boston, MA), Casa Del Popolo (Montreal, Canada), and many more. In March 2013, Scanlon was honored to curate The Stone, a not-for-profit art space run by John Zorn. Scanlon's writings on music have been published in Arcana: Musicians on Music VII. In April 2016, Scanlon and quilter Emma Banay presented their collaborative project, Quilt Music, at Interlude Asheville hosted by the Black Mountain College Museum and the Media Arts Project. Scanlon has performed with Jason Ajemian, David Behrman, Chuck Bettis, Hayashi Eiichi, Leverage Models, Alvin Lucier, Jessica Pavone, Pet Bottle Ningen, Yamamoto Seiichi (of The Boredoms), Alena Spanger, Kazuki Tomokawa, Otomo Yoshihide, and numerous others

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I was once a bear. Life for such an animal is entirely dedicated to preparing for winter and then enduring it. In my animal mind I decided that I would not stand for this continuous cycle any longer. Each year as my diet shifted from roots to berries I knew that the fall was approaching. The revelation occurred to me that if I continued on a diet of roots the summer would be unable to progress. As that summer went on and the berries ripened I would approach the plants with confidence and say, “I have seen the creator.”

Life can be sustained on roots if the body fat for hibernation is not needed. Without the coming winter, there was no need to hunt. Throughout that summer as prey presented itself, I resisted and softly said, “I have seen the creator.” The days inevitably grew shorter. The foliage changed color and I saw that I had been mistaken. I had not prepared for the winter. By the time the dropping temperatures forced me into hibernation I knew that it would be a sleep I would not wake up from. As I passed the gods took interest in me. Touched by my faith and discipline, but angered by my ignorance, the gods had me reborn in human form so that I might understand that the reason for my mistake was that I saw the world in relationship to myself.