Ingenuity…or Self-referential?

When cassettes were the thing, me and my friends would hack the shit out of songs and cut into the breaks with bits of spoken word. I wouldn’t call it Djing, because there was never a crowd, and we didn’t have all the tricks to truly remix anything with laptops. Man, this guy Fagottron (as opposed to the awesome gay punk band fagatron) must have a lot of time on his hands, as we would spend days punching tape decks to get just the right cut–and we weren’t working with a visual media.


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