when I prowl around in the studio closet
it's like being alone in a museum,
it's almost scary.
I find all kinds of hidden artifacts.
like the first Roland GR-300 guitar synthesizer I ever saw.
blue. rectangle with a thick python-like chord sticking out,
and a big metal head you clip into your guitar. chung!
it's sitting in the StudioCloset.
new terminology like attack time and unlatch.
on my second trip to japan (with talking heads 1980)
Roland gave it to me.
like giving a kid a new universe to toy with.
I used that synth on so many records.
and then as the technology sped up I kept adding universes. some of them live in that closet.
guess what else is hidden in there?
robert's black Les Paul Custom
from In The Court Of The Crimson King.
looks a little tired now.
so it's sleeping.
but what an awesome beast!
and so many tapes, masters, dats, adats, CD's, and cassettes? of so much music!
I could never hear it all.
which bring me to a new subject.
music which sits on a shelf.
no longer. download me, baby.
each week we'll now offer a new particle of musical dust,
heard, or never heard before.
you can choose as much or as little as you choose.
(try not to have too much before bedtime. it can cause uneasiness).
ever your loyal public servant, I will try my best
to provide a runny commentary.
don't hate me if I fail.
so when does the glorious adventure shove off?
right after the SuperBowl.