Once upon a time a small aussie owletnightjar landed outside my front verandah and started hooting about the sub-bass and deeper frequencies it had heard up in the canopy. Strange thing to hear it up so high, but nevermind that, I been a bit addicted ever since.
Been into music & dance ever since I did a trip up the coast, sat on a chair and started doin penguin dance steps to random, forgettable tunes. Well I was only about 8, how am I supposed to remember what was on the dial...
Don't you think it's nice to fall asleep to soft squishy soundscapes one night, hard dnb the next then cap it off with a peaty single malt and some gen patton vs the executioners.... its all about concept of course, the seeming trifecta ending with a peaceful war; ahh Utopia, pass me the whips!
oH I have a quote, I believe in it; 'don't be so open minded your brain falls out.'