This is the very last of the stink recorded in my old studio. A spontaneous improvisation on Congas and Bata drums (dressed ceremonially with bells).

I was really pissed about work when I wrote this. I you hear a phone ringing it's (you guessed it) work calling me.

Evening here at the lake

My Gon-Bops congas getting to know my new space. 180bpm. Gated & Phased. As in phased-out.

I was really pissed about work when I wrote this. I you hear a phone ringing it's (you guessed it) work calling me.

Evening here at the lake

Loose blues feel

although the groovebox is my main life project,i try to keep up the practise of a traditional instrument...the sitar...pure free experimental psychedelic minimal underground music...

you love me don't you? oh yeah, ive got to thank the weird metronome for shilling out the NIN-like beat that i cant play on any drum set