I like reciting poetry (bad poetry) to inanimate objects, basically to myself.
Yet to record my words, but just got round to setting my mic up properly.
I deal in soundscapes more than music, i make a noise, sometimes beautiful, sometimes not.
I love talking philosophical and spiritual nonsense but can think of far better things to do with my mouth.
Like Eating, Cream eggs.
I am Noisy, Quiet, and Ecstatic