I will always love the sound of shortwave interference.
Yeah.
As a kid, I used to lie there at night, ever-so-slightly fine-tuning and deliberately de-tuning the vastness of weird space inbetween the stations. (-Thank fuck I instead went on to discover the teenage joys of wanking and chasing after girls!...
) One of my most-treasured tapes is one of some amazing shortwave distortions that I recorded in about 1980. Side 1 always conjures in my mind the sound of a million termites chattering at once. Side 2 was a recording of some frenzied, hypnotic Arabic music (-origin unknown), all twisting and phasing around through the shortwave ether. I still dig it out occasionally.
I suppose I was probably a bit of an odd kid really...
