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COLUMN ............................. Lizzie Enfield Notes from North Village Apparently the fastest selling show in this year’s festival is Music for Dogs. “I really don’t get this,” I say, scanning the <strong>Brighton</strong> Festival brochure. “It’s for dog people,” says fellow North Villager, with an air of superiority which suggests: a) there is such a thing as ‘a dog person’, b) I am not one and c) they are, and are therefore somehow better. I grew up with a succession of dogs I was very fond of. I have friends with dogs: some are nice, some are mad and bark a lot. I do not have a dog now because I don’t feel the need for the loyalty of a fourlegged friend, excuse to go for walks or want to be tied to needing to ‘get home for the dog,’ having just emerged from years of needing to get home for the children. Plus there’s a danger I might start photographing myself with the dog and posting the images on social media. It happens. So, for the record, I like dogs, just not the idea of being defined by whether I own one or not. And what exactly is ‘a dog person’ shorthand for? Being kind and caring and looking after something? Having a house big enough to contain more than one? Whatever it is, who cares? The programmers of this year’s festival, I guess. Yup, (or should that be yap?), the show selling all the tickets is music ‘specifically designed for the canine ear, including frequencies audible only to dogs.’ It’s the brainchild of guest director Laurie Anderson, who’s already taken it to Sydney and New York. It’s the kind of novel idea you probably have to be Laurie Anderson to turn into a reality. But she has and it’s so popular with ‘dog people’ that the initial show Illustration by Joda, jonydaga.weebly.com sold out and a second has been added. <strong>Brighton</strong> being <strong>Brighton</strong>, I know a couple of people who have been asked to play in it. One was as bemused as myself, both by the concept and by Ms Anderson’s accent. “Music for daawgs?” He wondered if this was New York slang for jazz lovers. “Dogs.” “Ah!” He and I were left wondering if “daawgs” wouldn’t rather be chasing a ball, chewing a bone or playing with one of those squeaky toys, maybe with other dogs and making squeaky-dog-toy jazz? But I shall await the flood of images of beloved pets in the Open Air Theatre, musing on the delights of the 60 kHz Phrygian cadence and wondering if the extra half octave, within a dog’s hearing range, augments the augmented fourths or diminishes the diminished sevenths? I shall imagine the dogs barking, something along the lines of “What did you think of that dodgy (excuse the pun) sus chord, Rover?” And I shall start working on my pitch for next year’s festival: Music for Fish. It’ll be on the beach and based on the writings of da Vinci and Newton, both at the forefront of underwater acoustic thinking. Fish people and non-fish people welcome. ....37....