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Episode Synopsis
Another visit to the absent detective for Disquiet Junto
This weeks instructions were to use a recording of typing as the rhythmic basis of a track. For some reason despite not having taken part for sometime this grabbed my imagination.
Most of the track apart from the solo is a supercollider program. Using machine listening to derive the timing from my typing. Despite my original intentions being very different the combination of typing and the patterns somehow got me in a blade runner/noir kind of mood and I leaned right into that. Indulgent but sod it
If you are wondering what I'm typing it is this nonsense - I didn't want to have too big gaps between lines so I just kept typing. I think we can all agree it is complete bollocks:
"The door swung open. It hadn’t been locked
I cautiously went in. The place was in disarray, chairs tipped over, rubbish everywhere. One window slightly open.
I surveyed the scene - was the occupant just a very messy person or had the place been turned over. I was never to find out.
I heard a noise outside and before I had chance to react a woman came bursting through the door.
“Ah there you are” she started
She was kind of out of place, well dressed, a nice dress, furs. Classy - not like this dive
“Look I’ve been phoning all week. I simply must know how you are getting one”
“I’m not who you think I am” I said
She stopped and looked at me
“And who do I think you are?”
“well…”
“God man - focus. Now look about the case - I need to see some progress. Not you dithering about here in this office. Get out there. Get some work done. I’m paying you enough”
And with that she left "
This weeks instructions were to use a recording of typing as the rhythmic basis of a track. For some reason despite not having taken part for sometime this grabbed my imagination.
Most of the track apart from the solo is a supercollider program. Using machine listening to derive the timing from my typing. Despite my original intentions being very different the combination of typing and the patterns somehow got me in a blade runner/noir kind of mood and I leaned right into that. Indulgent but sod it
If you are wondering what I'm typing it is this nonsense - I didn't want to have too big gaps between lines so I just kept typing. I think we can all agree it is complete bollocks:
"The door swung open. It hadn’t been locked
I cautiously went in. The place was in disarray, chairs tipped over, rubbish everywhere. One window slightly open.
I surveyed the scene - was the occupant just a very messy person or had the place been turned over. I was never to find out.
I heard a noise outside and before I had chance to react a woman came bursting through the door.
“Ah there you are” she started
She was kind of out of place, well dressed, a nice dress, furs. Classy - not like this dive
“Look I’ve been phoning all week. I simply must know how you are getting one”
“I’m not who you think I am” I said
She stopped and looked at me
“And who do I think you are?”
“well…”
“God man - focus. Now look about the case - I need to see some progress. Not you dithering about here in this office. Get out there. Get some work done. I’m paying you enough”
And with that she left "
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