I was that kid who enjoyed Revolution #9.  

I used to broadcast a radio station (circa 1976) with my Radio Shack walkie-talkie. The truckers passing by on I-95, would key their CBs and scream, "Hey, kid. Get offa here! It's illegal for you to be playin' music on here!" I'd play two different records at the same time, sending out a mush and web of sound. I called that station, "DOUBLE-U, DOUBLE-U, DOUBLE-U!" 

I'm not a trained musician. I am a collage artist, and I make sound collages on my desktop. Most everything heard is a sample. The samples used have been chopped up, and then fused back together differently, they've been stretched, slowed down, sped up, resampled, effected, reversed, etc. 

Nothing I make is perfect, nor is it desired to be. It's exactly what I wanted to make. It's the discovery along the way, the manipulation of other's work, or my own work, into something altogether new that keeps me at this. 

When I was little, I watched my Grandad care for his roses in the garden. He would prune the leaves, cut off old growth, care for, and tie branches together so they would grow in different directions. The roses were never show-worthy. Some, however, were gorgeous, and smelled divine The smell is time travel for me. 

He wasn't growing them for anybody to enjoy but himself. I enjoyed all the iterations of his garden.

So in his spirit, this is my garden. Listen if you want. I dig feedback, just like (most) everyone else.  Be kind, or be gone. I ain't got time for that.

I look forward to listening to other people's work. send me your way.

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