Monday, May 26, 2003
“I once sat and listened to this recording in a kitchen whose walls were covered in reflective silver mylar (the fallout of an Andy Warhol/Factory themed house party, don’t ask…) with all the lights out during a lightning storm. On acid. The evening concluded with some friends and I running around in the graveyard of the church across the street, during the aforementioned lightning storm, nude. If you hear this record you will know why.”
Drew Daniel discusses Musique Concréte.
