HACKER FARM ROAD-TRIP
Off to a car-boot sale with Farmer Glitch in a minute, but - fools that we are - we are *eeeek* taking our children with us. Anticipating some sort of pre-teen insurrection involving ice-cream and old He-Man toys. Or a middle-aged tug-of-war tween the Framer and I over some obscure Rhumba 78 and a vintage Nintendo games-console lol.
Actually, I'm on a mission to buy the crappiest EBM record I can find.
Then we're off, hopefully, to do some field-recordings in a milking-parlour. Animals, agricultural equipment: that sort of thing, while the kids fall flat on their faces in cow-pats. Kids and cow-shit: it's a little known law of physics.
All in a day's work for the Hacker Farm crew.