today's 7-hour
jam was one of the longest in our long history at
the vault, our 4Shadows
musical clubhouse since 2008. a good chunk of that
time has been spent goofing in the parking lot--
inventing games, doing bits, and riffing with an
array of masks and props from infant catapults to bubble machines.
unstructured as child's play, none of it is
planned, just another form of improv. we never
know where we're going or
what comes next. every point on the journey's a
destination in itself. where to? who cares? maybe
we're already there....
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