When I was a young man in my 20’s I had the most amazing life. I truly did.
I had just come to Orlando from Berlin and hadn’t yet found my way. But, I loved writing and wanted to find readers. So, I would schlep my stories to every open mic I could find so that I could build an audience. But, reading isn’t enough. I needed attention, I needed to stand out. I needed to perform my words, not simply read them.
(I was writing a LOT of Gothic fiction at the time).
I asked friends to perform some of the characters, found bands to give me some samples I could play in the background on tape, asked a few coffee houses if I could just do a reading of my stuff and the next thing you know, I’m reading my stories live with full production and selling my Kinko’s copied manuscripts at the front door.
I did these shows frequently. Loved the experience! I truly loved exploring the presentation of words, and how you could make written word come to life.
So, right before Halloween I did this “performance” of a story about a man who writes a letter to his daughter just moments before his murder…and to why she is likely to be next.
I did the piece solo, using samples from Cold Meat Industries, using a guitar pedal attached to the mic so I could amplify and distort my voice and I went at it. Man, it was a good piece, a great story, eerily told, perfect for Halloween.
The evening was so good that I asked a producer if he would help me record the event in a studio. Same tapes, same guitar pedal attached to a mic, the same desire to not just read these words, but perform them with voice. And it came out wonderfully.
This is that recording. I had soooo much fun with this. I hope you enjoy.
So, turn down the lights, grab a glass of wine, kick back with some knitting and have a good creepy listen. Happy Halloween! (Click here to listen!)
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