Stewart Voegtlin and Marshall Avett were invited by Todd the Werewolf to do whatever they wanted in an old warehouse before it was converted into - guess what? - lofts! So they dragged a drum kit, some horns, other percussion items, a reel-to-reel machine and some microphones and hit it. The result is this recording, which shows the depth of the space they invaded and just how cool nails sound when hurled across a cement floor towards a shitty microphone. Is it jazz? Is it metal concrete? Uh...
Edition of 50, color inserts, $5 each, and named after their cats (circa 2001).
"The strangeness of this artifact may derive from the fact that it was recorded in an empty warehouse... you wont know where to put yourself as you spin this blarting oddity and succumb to its acoustical conundrums." - Ed Pinsent, The Sound Projector
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