There was a charango, a guitelele, and a very cheap glockenspiel without mallets so I used the eraser end of a pencil(the glockenspiel is the only one that belongs to me, but if you leave your instruments in my home, I will have no choice but to play with them), and I touched them all and sounds happened

Ruminator I

There was a keyboard with strange things crusted to it. I smelled them. It was inconclusive.

A Disappointing Life from Birth to Death in Fast-Motion

There was a guitar and I like improvisation except that I make bizarre involuntary spastic facial movements which I had no idea I made until I saw a video someone took of me playing once and it was the most terrifying thing I have ever seen and I hope never to see it again

Ruminator II

These Fishes For Me Look Good To Eat

Sometimes I'm drunk and there are instruments, and I am compelled to do things to them that cause sounds, and I recently discovered that - by touching certain parts of the screen on my cellular contraption - I am able to get to a different screen, where there is a button that, when you press it, captures sounds that it hears, and the sounds are then trapped inside the contraption so that you can hear them again whenever you want, and you can even download them into the email for other people to hear.

However, I am very shy about the strange creation-babies I give messy spontaneous live birth to, so I prefer to insert them down the Intertube anonymously, and then just allow for the possibility that someone out there who belongs to the same species of maladjusted monkey as me will stumble upon them by chance and understand what they mean.

I Was Drunk And There Were Instruments