I'm hoping all these brilliant fragments get stitched together in some sort of surreal opera eventually.

love this combination of world sounds, "small instruments" and free noise rock

elective reality

Heyo, unconventional percussion enthusiasts! I made a sample set using a 1950s Remington portable typewriter. Then I made a track using those samples (and a phone sample). This is the track. 

I put the samples up on Bandcamp for free, and you can snag them here:
https://mayorofdonutville.bandcamp.com/album/typewriter-sounds-sample-set

I also made a short video about it:
https://www.instagram.com/p/CRt7d3ZluJf/

If you have any interest, feel free to snag and make something neato!
Hope everyone is well!

Typewriter Sounds - Sample Set

Typewriter Sounds

mode is the work and i

guitars by andrew salvner (aka lil' spaceman)

carried away by owls

Ceiling fan motor, electronics, marimba, banjo, percussion, guitar

i just want to see

they eat your legs first

Instrumental with controlled-chaos overtones

BMI Reg # 62301358

Revelation Of The Method

pulled underneath

Well'Come

I told you to stop licking the router

The Happy Happy Friends Song

"Heavy now I'm
Breaking my back
Shoulda been here long ago

Waving the monkey around I know it
You're afraid to let go
And I just keep on riding in-between"
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I'm not religious, but I do love a good story.

This story is at least 1600 years old, probably older. It's from the Bhagavad Gita (translation by Barbara Stoler Miller):
"

Arjuna, his war flag a rampant monkey, saw Dhritarashtra's sons assembled as weapons were ready to clash, and he lifted his bow.

He told his charioteer: "Krishna, halt my chariot between the armies!

Far enough for me to see these men who lust for war, ready to fight with me in the strain of battle.

I see men gathered here, eager to fight, bent on serving the folly of Dhritarashtra's son."

When Arjuna had spoken Krishna halted their splendid chariot between the armies.

Facing Bhishma and Drona and all the great kings, he said, "Arjuna, see the Kuru men assembled here!"

Arjuna saw them standing there: fathers, grandfathers, teachers, uncles, brothers, sons, grandsons, and friends.

He surveyed his elders and companions in both armies, all his kinsmen assembled together.

Dejected, filled with strange pity, he said this: "Krishna, I see my kinsmen gathered here, wanting war.

My limbs sink, my mouth is parched, my body trembles, the hair bristles on my flesh.

The magic bow slips from my hand, my skin burns, I cannot stand still. My mind reels.

I see omens of chaos, Krishna; I see no good in killing my kinsmen in battle.

Krishna, I seek no victory, or kingship or pleasures. What use to us are kingship, delights, or life itself?

We sought kingship, delights and pleasures for the sake of those assembled to abandon their lives and fortunes in battle.

They are teachers, fathers, sons, and grandfathers, uncles, grandsons, fathers and brothers of wives, and other men of our family.

I do not want to kill them even if I am killed, Krishna; not for kingship of all three worlds, much less for the earth!

What joy is there for us, Krishna in killing Dhritarashtra's sons? Evil will haunt us if we kill them, though their bows are drawn to kill.

Honor forbids us to kill our cousins, Dhritarashtra's sons; how can we know happiness if we kill our own kinsmen?

The greed that distorts their reason blinds them to the sin they commit in ruining the family, blinds them to the crime of betraying friends.

How can we ignore the wisdom of turning from this evil when we see the sin of family destruction, Krishna?

When the family is ruined, the timeless laws of family duty perish; and when duty is lost, chaos overwhelms the family.

In overwhelming chaos, Krishna, women of the family are corrupted; and when women are corrupted, disorder is born in society.

This disorder drags the violators and the family itself into hell; for ancestors fall when rites of offering rice and water lapse.

The sins of men who violate the family create disorder in society that undermines the constant laws of caste and family duty.

Krishna, we have heard that a place in hell is reserved for men who undermine family duties.

I lament the great sin we commit when our greed for kinship and pleasures drives us to kill our kinsmen.

If Dhritarashtra's armed sons kill me in battle when I am unarmed and offer no resistance, it will be my reward."

Saying this in the time of war, Arjuna slumped into the chariot and laid down his bow and arrows, his mind tormented by grief.

"

Waving The Monkey

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Come with us.

Paramhansa Bob Smith: Voice, organ, electronic guitar
The Brothers of the Abbey of St. Lawdog: Voices
The Cosmic Bunnies: Percussion, strings, whistles
Fletcher Munson: Field recording, editing, mixing

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hey! I totally listen to your stuff - small world 

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