I painted a ceiling the other year and noticed a perfect five. Against gravity a fly had printed a five. Not a Roman five. A five as on a die.

Poetry, music and reading by Kate Shakespeare 22nd February 2019

before I disappear I form a fossil shaped by fear fresh thoughts have gone up dry yet old habits still multiply my waking life is said and done I'm just this script I have become no good solution can be found let's burn this whole thing…

Source: Keyboard and voice

På Mé Fritt (Feat: Paul Mimlitsch) På Mé Fritt Roger Sundström (Guitar, Voice, Egg) Fredrik Mikalsen (Bass) Tommy Holmgren (Drums) Feat: Paul Mimlitsch (Bass Clarinet improv 110318bc1 & 110318bc2)

Ambient tones and spoken word, a spell by Deborah Blake from her book Everyday Witchcraft. Synth tones created in Pure Data.

Linda reads from On the Road Home by Wallace Stevens

I painted a ceiling the other year and noticed a perfect five. Against gravity a fly had printed a five. Not a Roman five. A five as on a die.

Stretched version of a short recording from my old garden piano about five years ago. Submitted to Sound-In for 21-23/2/2019.