a couple of spacious jams from the Postbeat Workshop

@sazzler on the saxophone with @ewan-d on the OP1
a hypnotic experimental piece that ramps up to a mind-numbing crescendo

Queen Sazzler arrived at the Postbeat Palace with her chrome Sizzlerfone and a serious lungful of soul, ready to make beats with Mr.D who was on the fax machine to every moneyman in town trying to hook a new deal. The line was dead, but goddamit the music was just getting started. Suddenly the jet-black zig hound came sliding across the marble floor and before we new it we were sliding along beside him, feeling our way through a whole new collaborynth and heading for a psychedelic meltdown. What will become of us? How will we ever get out of this monochromatic dustbin of delusion? And who let that dog in to the palace?

@ewan-d on the piano with Simon Wilkins on guitar
a ranging reggae exploration that melts in to a floydy space-out at the end

On a balmy summer night in Postbeat Paradise, two very chilled out super-nerds praised Jah in the only way they knew how.... by clacking their instruments together and hoping for divine resonance. Considering these guys had barely played together and had no idea what was expected of them, the results are a somewhat astounding 12 minute exploration of the relationship between acoustic piano, electric guitar, and reggae rhythm. Its a shame that no-ones going to listen to it. Oh well.... this narrator had a bloody good time and frankly, life is for sharing, not for caring. Semper Fi

bon soirno mon amigoloids
baseel