29 March 2026 Sunday

album currently spinning on the record player: 
"Call and Response," Zeke Manyika -1985

"seventeen faces--staring through my window
and i wonder what they're looking for [...]
something is worrying me
nudging me, pushing me to see--
the sorrow of despair
i don't have anything for anybody 
to be envious of, 
but i know i'm luckier than most [...]
something is telling me everyday
i should do something, but help--
where do i begin?"
-side two: "17 Faces" 

i was happy to find an insert of the lyrics for
all the songs inside the record sleeve!

made progress with the wooden modular/
eurorack case today. i have the rails attached 
to the sides, and just drew some design sketches
to be sure i cut the bottom, back, front and top
correctly. i want the tall back to swing open down-
wards, and the low front to open like french doors.
the bus boards will be on an angled shelf inside,
and beneath that will be storage for the power 
cord, cables, etc. (this will be accessed from the
back). 

earlier, i attended a virtual modular synth recital
with performances by classmates from the Patching
With Modular Synths online class i took recently.
one set felt like being on a mine cart tour of an 
underground city spread through a series of tunnels, 
encountering carbonated flurries of organisms and
twinkling computer systems.

last night we went to a vinyl 'open decks' DJ
night at the home of a newer friend. it was her
last night in the place, which she'd treated as a 
communal gathering place for artists and oddballs. 
in this out-of-the way, post-industrial-meets-nature
area where we've lived the last 2.5 years, it's 
been hard to find kindred spirits. i'm grateful we
found her. she made a beautiful installation for this
last night, with fans billowing a thin translucent
sheet in blue light, tied in places so it felt like 
being in a wave tunnel at night. a mirror in a fire-place
(this is a former rectory in an old church where she
was staying). baby's breath in a little vase on the 
floor. a harp to play and various out-of-place objects:
bicycle cardboard spaceheater accordion, more. folks
were welcome to interact and move things. it felt
very liminal and dreamy and a little bit holy.