Cleaning the keyboard is such a boring drag so I figured it needs something more ... aha ... leave it with power and the volume turned up.
Voila.
Symphony of Keyboard Cleaning Opus no. 1
There are two things I can report:
The voice was a Distortion Organ and it doesn't give up much in the lower octaves so it started with a low, indistinct rumbling which lumbered in a haphazard and slow manner to successively higher tones. The tones droned for as long as each one was being cleaned but they moved forward with a steadily, if erratically, increasing pitch.
There is loosely an algorithm within the pattern followed as each key is cleaned and the 'tempo' of it will depend on how dirty each one may have been. There is another general pattern for completing the keys of the octave before moving on to the next one and the pattern of going back over them. Through all of that is the fixed total progression which is an atonal flow from bottom to top. There's no hint of a melody in it but listening to such things is to discover if your mind will put one there.
We won't be doing it again here at the Rockhouse but those shifted toward ambient of that nature might find it a novel exercise.
(Ed: why not do it again?)
I got away with it this time. I won't if I do it again.
Voila.
Symphony of Keyboard Cleaning Opus no. 1
There are two things I can report:
- Alas, it was not recorded
- I was not murdered for it ... but that was escaped by microns
The voice was a Distortion Organ and it doesn't give up much in the lower octaves so it started with a low, indistinct rumbling which lumbered in a haphazard and slow manner to successively higher tones. The tones droned for as long as each one was being cleaned but they moved forward with a steadily, if erratically, increasing pitch.
There is loosely an algorithm within the pattern followed as each key is cleaned and the 'tempo' of it will depend on how dirty each one may have been. There is another general pattern for completing the keys of the octave before moving on to the next one and the pattern of going back over them. Through all of that is the fixed total progression which is an atonal flow from bottom to top. There's no hint of a melody in it but listening to such things is to discover if your mind will put one there.
We won't be doing it again here at the Rockhouse but those shifted toward ambient of that nature might find it a novel exercise.
(Ed: why not do it again?)
I got away with it this time. I won't if I do it again.
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