Dunno if the three people who read me here also read my other blog, so I’ll put in a quick plug for the exciting action goin’ on over there.
Today I posted the results of a project that I think is hot shit, even if no one else seems to agree:
Given a batch of 70-year-old home recordings of my grandfather playing piano, I digitally edited, treated and reassembled them into a series of nine short ambient/experimental/avant-garde song-things.
These have been posted to Bandcamp as a choose-your-own-price download called Hope’s Treat.
If you wanna read the long but reasonably entertaining story behind Hope’s Treat, click here.
If you’d like to skip the long story and give a cursory six-second listen to two or three of the songs, you can click here instead.
If you’d rather not be bothered, and would prefer to go out for fried chicken instead, that’s a third option.
Choose wisely.
(I suggest spicy fries on the side. You gotta sin to get saved.)
Neck Pickup 