…recorded last november in Tony’s attic space the Friday before the national elections. We recorded some interesting sounds but in the end the fever of politics took over and we soon descended into meaningless although spirited discussion about it. I have since tried to erase any taint of politics from the memory of my experience with engaging lyrics such as:
you handed me a cup
I filled it up
Jack added three lines which I speak
strands of birds, robber shoes, squiggly
I worked up a long convoluted tail for the last part and stuck it on, then kicked it back to Tony as he considers what to do, if anything with this.
Todd: tines, udu, amplifiers, voices, microcassette, iPods, hiss, answering machines, DAW gimmicks
Distorted CMOS sensor image taken from the car on route to work one morning, un-manipulated, by me anyway