I can hear someone pounding dough next door. A distinctive tone from say someone tenderizing meat or sex. People in New Orleans are on their pie game moreso than most places.

Big wish for 2023 is to never hear that demented text-to-speech TikTok voice ever again.

I often feel like I’m on the verge of dishing my most inner abstract thought riddles of the day on here or I’m about to announce social media retirement. Both are potentially healthy.

You ever see a festival flyer and think, “I’m not reading all of that” ?

Getting really into discovering #touchdesigner. It’s the missing link for visual/install concepts I’ve been sitting on for years now.

Jus listened to Brian Eno for my first time and this mf spittin

I left LA with almost all my possessions (studio equip, artwork, records, books etc.) sitting on a palette in Hollywood. Through some orchestration of intl. shipping they've reappeared as if emerging from a portal onto my doorstep in Berlin. Unlocked some levels here.

I swear to g*d if you say “Kafkaesque” one more time…

Finis Africae listening type of afternoon in Berlin. Windows are open. Please tell me it’s Spring 🌱

I’m in an Imbiss and they are playing 90s rompler sound palette type arrangements using midi from Fleetwood Mac’s “Albatross” and I need it.

Takes more wind to stir a larger chime.

Logged back on to this shit house to see what the rebrand was all about. Dreadful...just dreadful, dastardly, ding dong doofus level shit. I feel like the job was to sabotage the platform no?