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raze i have this little keyboard that was designed to be a toy, pretty much. but it's amazing the things you can do with it when you're treating it with the respect you'd give a real musical instrument. it's something of a cousin to the casio_SK1, with more meaningful sampling capabilities, if similarly limited and lo-fi.

you can mangle the sounds you capture in all kinds of ways the unbent casio won't let you get near, just by using some of the built-in effects. and though you can only sample a second or two of sound, you can layer samples one on top of the other and take it as far as you want to go.

one time i made myself sound like a chorus of disembodied monks just by singing nonsense into the thing a few times. another time a bit of sampled piano somehow turned into abstract electronic music.

tonight i held the keyboard in front of an amp's speaker and sampled the sound of gord messing around on guitar with a lot of distortion and reverb going on. then i messed with the attack and decay and made some music out of the strange, rumbling sounds that were created, because it seemed like the sensible thing to do.

"it sounds like a dinosaur orgy underwater," he said, laughing.

i could see it. you know dinosaurs must have had their own prehistoric mix tapes for getting-busy purposes. they were the original DJs, after all.
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pastiche of birdmadlike noises Snake_ball

This gets all of my proverbial "likes" at the moment

I used to make odd loops from the sound-test mode from some of the games on my old Super Nintendo, intercut with movie clips and then further intercut into mixtapes, wish I still had my box of master loops...or a tape deck for that matter...35 meticulously curated Maxell XLII-S 90s

Full of gloriously random noise and strings of dialogue
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raze i would buy those tapes! if, you know, they were albums that were for sale. i love that whole thing, making something out of pieces that should not fit together, form emerging out of apparent formlessness. i think the limitations force all kinds of creative ideas to reveal themselves. 150829
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epitome of incomprehensibility Reminds me of being 15 or 16 and going to my friend J.'s house to record something with her computer, my Yamaha keyboard, and a neighbour of hers. When we found out the "DJ" setting of the keyboard had suggestive "oh yeahs" and groans, we abandoned our song plans and recorded a giggle-punctuated sound orgy - but not a dinosaur orgy, alas. 150831
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n o m tyrannosaurus_sex 150901
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flux dinosaurgy?

when i was wee, i'd circuit bend all sorts of toy electronics. i even did a science fair project on it one year, something like "every person has their own unique inherent electrical resistance, which translates to a unique auditory tone... here, hold these two wires."

i think there's still a rack of cassette tapes back at my parent's house, full of noises and monologues and "interviews" with anyone i could get to talk into the tape recorder and resamplings of various musicians sped up and slowed down.

i should go back and listen to that stuff some day.. i knew thew 10-year-old me thought that the me-in-the-future would be interested enough in what i had to say...
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