
Tone Bar
A magic finger that can make an electrified plank sing.
Dialogue, Q&As, story telling.

A magic finger that can make an electrified plank sing.

I look the Martian in the eyes for longer than I should.

The dummy jack was a sound art readymade.

When I look at the fish scaler, I see my family’s frugality and ingenuity.

The paper wallet still makes me laugh. And cry.

A session dedicated to catching a glimpse of the future.

“How about you, Dave? Have you been baptized?”

Model building was considered nerdy, but I didn’t care.

Nabokov wrote a poem about her. Rilke mentioned her in his only novel.

I started flashing my teeth like a cheerleader in a yearbook headshot.

A session devoted to the past, present, and future of RDE.

I refuse to get rid of the Hand.

My name was on the registration found in the getaway car.

You could slam the receiver down to hang up on someone.