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I don't play the cello like it was meant to be played. Nor do I write classical music. I play through vintage fuzz & delay growling out of an old half stack. I say make it darker, powered by big crescendos, hypnotizing minimalism---with a solid collaborative sense of rhythm & negative space---i.e. when not to play. Endless jams are epic boredom, and I glower at noodling guitar solos and gratuitously complicated time signatures. Loopers & laptop rockers look elsewhere. Odd & out-of-place instruments encouraged. Lets write stuff that sticks and leaves an odd stink.
I hear Primitive Man, Dry Cleaning, Half Japanese, Melvins, Dwyer, Segall, Bartok, Birthday Party, Nails, Miles, Mothers, Sunn, Dreamdecay, Moondog
I am 50 but I'll melt your mind with what I do. And please, no mandolin. Good day.
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