A low but fairly clean recording from a small park of starlings scavenging in the trees and grass. There is a low-level hum from nearby water and urbanity, and a train whistles in the distance then its rumble can be heard.
A recording of me digging a grave for a film i was making. By this point i was very tired in the sun, so expect heavy breathing, sniffling and tiresome digging.
This piece is created by two recordings of me winding and playing my mother's music box, two projection machines, and a parrot harmonic that my father gave me.