Smothered, Chunked, and Diced
a one sentence story
I used to carry this little zombie dude named Nil around in my bag and take photos of him, mostly in hospitals and doctor’s offices, but sometimes at Waffle House, and then I would post the photos on Instagram with clever captions like “Nil likes his smothered, chunked and diced.” 😛
For the month of December I’ll be writing One Sentence Stories (OSS) every day to share little bits of myself. They’re 100% true and 110% run-on sentences. Thanks so much to
for the amazing idea. Feel free to join in and tag me so I can read along!My Latest Release
Sacred Math is a 30ish minute guitar meditation over a bed of ambient drone, glitch, and noise. Like most of my work, this is fully improvised from start to finish. The title “sacred math” refers to the underlying process-oriented harmonic exploration that is happening through the progression of xenomes (A17-A1F). I spent the hour previous to this recording building the Bardo room and fully moving into the timelessness of that space, so I feel this recording presents an authentic snapshot of my becomingness in that space.
For the full experience, listen with eyes closed and noise cancelling headphones. Practice deep and mindful listening, paying attention to the space that develops around you and the way you feel in your body.
Thanks for reading!