In the exhibition that accompanies the Turner Prize, visitors step into a nearly empty gallery to find ourselves surrounded by Ms Philipsz»
unaccompanied voice singing a sad Scottish folk song about a ghost.
At each location she had installed a recording of her own
unaccompanied voice singing a gloomy renaissance madrigal.
Not exact matches
I think when people hear a
voice singing unaccompanied, an untrained
voice in a public context, it's quite strange.