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    <reviewbody>Forgive me the language-deconstructions.I'm from Holland and my english is horrible.
I want to thank you for "60 minutes of laughter".For me it's quite nostalgic to hear.In the same years my best friend and i did almost excactly the same things.Turning the wheel of a bicycle,keeping a stick against it and using that sound as a ryhtm tape for singing slowly getting slowlery songs,I built me a drum-kit made of an old chair with a string filled sitting,glued several contact-microphones to it,lot's of kitchen devises in it and the,while using the Casio vl-tone as a bachground,providing a basic tape for singing,playing on children toy instruments and a lot of hiss, noise and hum.
We had a lot of musicalinstruments which had one foor in the grave,so when we were recording everything could happen,and that was okay with us.
After a few years of making noise and improvising odd stories we went into the martial art of real songwriting.We became more professional with our Tascam 4-way deck and the hiss and hum became softer as our songs became more idiosyncratic.
I can talk long about this,but it's enough...
Again,thanks for posting your music.
I like the tape very much and especcially the enormous fun you've had.I can hear that!!!!
After an hour of enormous fun we've got to be serious folks.
Reading poems on a shoebox cassetterecorder while blowing on a broken trumpet,in the meantime using the sound of a tape=loop made of the sound of a pile of collapsing Cola Bottles while in the background the television is playing the opening-tune of Dallas (or,norwegian-woods, I did hear it you bastards), the neighboor dog is howling,and a violin bow is misused on a central heathing system, mayby we were not really commercial enough .
My dearest friend and me started trying to write Real songs with Real lines and Real beginnings and Realendings (Hey...you Zappa-fans)My favotite number is called: "Where do the people go when they are broken...in the Ground.In the Ground".
Very basic indeed.
Very true either.
Maybe there wilcome some day where i can let you hear our music witch is so related to your thing far away, but very near.
Love u


hutsgobat</reviewbody>
    <reviewtitle>soulmates over the oceans.</reviewtitle>
    <reviewer>hutsgobat</reviewer>
    <reviewdate>2010-06-04 16:58:24</reviewdate>
    <createdate>2010-06-04 11:57:48</createdate>
    <stars>5</stars>
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