episode one hundred and one / seeing as we've made it past episode one hundred, let's call this episode one of season two / the numbering is going to continue to be as consistently inconsistent as it has up to now and - hey! - maybe we'll even make it to two hundred? / (my phone's still dead, in case you wondered)
the tenth of ten one hundredth episodes / foolishly, i dropped my phone in a sink the other day / it's spent the last two days in uncooked rice / even though i believe there's sense in this behaviour it still feels kind of crazed, kind of superstitious, kind of atavistic
the ninth of ten one hundredth episodes / the spaces between ice and earth / motion-sensor flowers with vermilion bands / communications from near space / and nearer spaces / and algorithms, if they could speak
the eighth of ten one hundredth episodes / a fine, quiet drone / recorded in a now inaccessible officeblock, opened in my infancy by some goon from the first Thatcher administration / shouts to the Tyneside Sounds Society, the only reason i was there to record it in the first place
the seventh of ten one hundredth episodes / Rattlesnake Mountain inspired / stretched out chord organ / loose chords / phone pocket made bird recordings
! ! ! this installment of ｐａｔｚｒ ｒａｄｉｏ was produced by regular special guest ｐａｔｚｒ & generous supplier of train station field recordings Matt Nix [soundcloud] ! ! !
the fifth of ten one hundredth episodes / sad at my inability to not be combative when in my cups / vexed by rss feed inconsistencies / obliged to head in to work
the second of the fourth of the ten hundredth episodes / & since i started planning this series of one hundredth episodes i figured i'd ought to get another Central Station recording to include / but, as i often do when i think i've got a cohesive plan / i record too much, over-identify, over-appreciate what i schlep back home with so the numbering is even more confusing that it was originally intended to be; making up for the lack of a zero, i guess.
the first of the fourth of ten one hundredth episodes / i vaguely regret starting this series of recordings of Newcastle Central Station with the ...is My Favourite Musical Instrument subtitle / but, i'm loathe to edit or retcon / & can think of no other way of concisely emphasising the intensity of my affection