The room
after everyone leaves.
The best part of a show is sometimes the walk home. A ringing ear, an empty road, the same song still going around. These are notes from the end of the night.
LOW
RES°
music / pictures / loose paper
an occasional page by june
an occasional page by june
SCAN 004 / DO NOT CLEAN THE GLASS
small editions
The room
Recorded
over something else.
Found a cassette with no label. Halfway through the second side there is a minute of somebody washing dishes. I like that minute.
Leave
the edges on.
A picture of the loading door. A set list with a footprint. A flyer folded into quarters. Nothing needed a better camera.
margin / 05
Things I meant to write down: the drummer's orange socks, the humming fridge behind the stage, the last bus arriving early.
read the pencilled bit →
There isn't a mailing list. I add something here when I have something to add.
Original personal-web mockup / fictional text / Caleb Bowers