Radio Play

I had track from the Verses Records Sampler Vol 3 (https://versesrecords.bandcamp.com/…/verses-records-sampler…) played on WERA radio in Arlington Virginia this past weekend. Here’s the recording: https://inmyroom.podbean.com/e/imr-the-anniversary-show/Beak-King of the CastleCate Le Bon-Mother’s Mother’s NightmaresRobert Wyatt-This Summer Night (Hot Chip Remix)SQURL-I’m So Lonesome I could CryJMoNoisey-Do You ThinkONO-Fleur De LisDJ Shadow-IntersectionalityOren Ambarchi-Palm Sugar CandyHorse Lords-Fanfar…

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Cambient Amping 2020

Recording of my live, improvised modular synth/Elektron Octatrack/OP-1 set from Cambient Amping 2020. This was the least prepared I have ever been for an hour long set. I had to start an hour earlier than was on the schedule and play an extra 15 minutes. Turns out I can make random noise for 75 minutes. […]

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Ambient Rave Volume 1

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I am honored to have been asked to record a track to be featured on AMBIENT WAVE RECORDS split release titled “Ambient Rave Volume 1”.  “Souls in Amber” is a modular synthesizer piece recorded in one shot.  The album is a free download, I hope you enjoy:

https://sakibomb.bandcamp.com/album/ambient-rave-vol-1

 

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Luck, not skill.

At six-thirty a.m. on December twenty-sixth, 2001 it was cold in Chicago, right around twenty-five degrees on the thermometer outside my kitchen window. I drove my Porsche 928 to work that day because my Audi was still in the body shop. The Porsche wasn’t stock, none of my cars were. It had headers and some […]

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Breakfast at the Shelby Cafe

The decrepit couple shuffled their way into the diner, they were dusted with snow and didn’t bother to brush it off. They had to be in their 90’s, it took a solid New York minute to traverse the ten feet from the doorway to their booth. “Where’s my bag Bill, I TOLD YOU TO BRING […]

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Just whisps…

“Searching the ether for strands of connection. Are we really just whisps of ideas moving past each other. Sometimes abrasive, sometimes with snarling velocity, sometimes with the most beautiful delicance imaginable.”   “Yes” she said.

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