cavalcade

It was a cold December night. My old trusty MS-20 looked out at me from its dark case. Feeling vaguely guilty, I switched it on, plugged in a few cables and added the output of my looping rig to the external signal processor. And then, from its old circuitry, the beautiful analogue beast added its voice to my mashed up guitar sound. Five hours later I had some nice improvised tunes that I decided to release one day. That day has come.