I was standing in line for a lemonade and an almond pretzel at Auntie Anne's, and...you ever notice, they ALWAYS have a line? Anyway, I'm not really paying attention to it but I'm grooving to this crazy percussion music they're playing. It's a little tinny, I'm guessing it's just somebody's little boom-box rather than any sort of in-store speaker system - but it's wild! It's like an extended drum solo, an indefinite drum solo with no overarching unifying rhythm or purpose, but with a pretty steady tempo. And I do mean an uptempo. It's like, boombittaBOPitta snare-kick-snare-cymbal, constantly shifting rhythmic textures but with a certain unity to the way the beats tumble and crash against each other, and with certain patterns occasionally repeating themselves. Finally I said to my girlfriend, "this drum solo is insane! I want a tape of this!"
She listened for a minute, looked around for a minute, and replied, "I think it's the pretzel dough mixer over there. See the tall metal bowl turning, with those automatic arms agitating?"
Sure enough, it was. Another frightening instance of mankind being outdone by cold unthinking machine.
She listened for a minute, looked around for a minute, and replied, "I think it's the pretzel dough mixer over there. See the tall metal bowl turning, with those automatic arms agitating?"
Sure enough, it was. Another frightening instance of mankind being outdone by cold unthinking machine.
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I still want to get a tape of that thing. But how to secure a clean feed? Directional surveillance mic?
Or...will they...?
Maybe if I make up a convincing story.