Threatened to rain this morning, but never quite got beyond spitting / misty non-rain. So, trudged on in and headed up Summerhouse - there was a spot I had my eye on. Yep, that'll do nicely:
Got a herd of slightly antsy cows this time, instead of pigeons.
But, hey, I carried on just tweak-mixing the two sound sources I'd brought - 'cos, you know, it don't matter; 'cos it's about the doing / being-there - my cheap pracky amp distorting everything to Soft Noise Wall mulch.
Then a figure emerged from the cow herd below and I was joined by Alex - who cooly / kindly came to have a look - how neat is that?
And we get chatting and the Jam-Aktion becomes... Something Else. Awesome.
And this lady started trotting back n forth, honking like a down-pitched Don Cherry trumpet-blorrf!
Cool connections were made; a damn good way to hang out!
Thanks to Alex for making the trip over from his village. Beyond the call of duty, man!