Jungle Love

I’m better at using my pots and pans for music than for food, so I post this tune in hunger. 3 pots, 1 pan, and a tabla.

“i’m just a gangsta in the jungle” recorded in the amazon. It’s actually a part of a monologue that I will likely never post here, maybe in fragments. I was bored, sitting down a few hundred meters from camp on a small trail after hurting my ankle. I was waiting for some monkeys to show up at a fig tree but they never did… Earlier that day I had recorded an ocelot… so I was a little afraid of being injured on the trail knowing that pumas and jags were potentially hanging out in the vicinity. damn that was the life. I have to get back there.