Here is a depressing morsel I dug up from the summer 2007 Panda Sanchez back-catalog section of a store that metaphorically resembles the iconic record shop in High Fidelity. Caveat: It moves like molasses and finds an inebriated version of me on vocals; a friend’s borrowed steel-string Washburn (thanks Vanessa); a condenser mic; a MicroKorg; the moody aftermath of David Fincher’s Zodiac; and GarageBand. So … yes … if left up to my own devices, I get totally emo (at least circa 2007).
Recorded in 2005 via GarageBand (I cowered from Logic Pro back then); an artillery of found-sound objects from my bedroom; a power drill (yeah, I said that); a glockenspiel; software drums; a shortwave radio; audio plug-ins; sampled audio from a random soccer game on TV; cryptic lyrics arguably attached to the unsolved murder of Elizabeth Short (aka, the Black Dahlia); and weird noises from my old 90s-era Squire (R.I.P.).