The Ones That Got Away

A group of teens walking in the morning rain up H street on their way to Hall High. In the middle of the group, one girl wearing a shower cap talking loudly. 8:34am. A man in a wheelchair sitting in…

Neolithic Jams

The God in Hackney Digging “Holt, Jarmara” during my morning commute. Very Om-ish. It’s a droner with subtle surprises. Like the Mike Watt-ism in the bass’s descending turnaround. And the brown-sound synth stabs emerging from the wings. The turned-off-snare flams…