Sunday, April 11, 2010


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.


At 3:01 pm, Blogger farmer glitch said...

Shame the exploding plastic radiator got in the way of the booty - but got there in the end for an awesome load of close-up audio-video cow experiences - man those tongues are big !!

At 9:32 pm, Blogger I am not Kek-w said...

Hope Z's car was okay!

Kids were exhausted today, so mission accomplished.

Them cows: I was fascinated by the texture of their tongues and the weird bits round their noses. Crinkly and rubber-like!


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