Juvenalia, Part 2

Wisdom Like Silence

Another piece from old tape: Wisdom Like Silence (2:07)

In retrospect, I didn't do a very good job of keeping material organized. This one just had a handwritten label reading "1993/sold." I don't recall recording it, but I was churning out stuff at a pretty frantic pace back then. Hopefully, it sounded better than this, which was sadly mastered down to a Sony UX-Pro 60 cassette ("Type II CrO2 Position High Bias").

I've no idea, but it's succinct and it's grown on me. I named it for a sentient computer in Iain Banks' novel Excession.

If anyone runs across it, I'd love to find out where it ended up.

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