It's been a while, but I should have some items up soon. In the meantime, I've gone back and zipped up all the music files on the blog. Well, most. Some of the 1-to-four track listings I left as is. But the rest are all one-time downloads, and boy I wish I knew about that when starting out.
In lieu of any audio this time around, here's a picture of a naked woman made out of typewriter parts.
Found simultaneously crushed and sliced to death beneath several thousand LP records today was a Mr. Panaflex, age unknown, in a shabby apartment wondrously decorated with kitsch from bygone eras in the lower east side of Vancouver. Police say that this pathetically lonely but devastatingly handsome 6'1” male had one arm dislocated in an upward stretch position, apparently reaching for an obscure Yma Sumac recording when the dilapidated housing of said records gave way and took this tragically-undiscovered artist's strange and sad life.