My recording was a mish-mash of the personal, philosophical, strange, poetical and other. I really couldn't pick just one. I divided it (slightly arbitrarily) into five tracks, which I've uploaded here for you to listen to, if you want. If you don't want, here's a brief summary:

Part One: I introduce my recording, talk about iguanas and invisible homeless people, and awkwardly try to ensure the listener that this isn't one of those evangelical CDs you'll occasionally find lying around in the town where I live.

Part Two: I sing The Twa Corbies , an old Scottish ballad. Actually, it's a parody of an even older ballad called The Three Ravens , but I think many people are more familiar with the former on account of crows singing about how they're going to eat a man's corpse and no one will ever know what's happened to him because no one cares enough to come looking is more fun than ravens singing about how they couldn't eat a guy because his faithful companions protected his body.

Part Three: I make music-like sounds and recite an (alleged) ancient Mayan prayer I pulled from a sci-fi novel.

Part Four: A mash-up of various songs. Cacophonous.

Part Five: A lullaby. I say goodbye and wax romantic about stars.



It's a little under fifteen minutes long, total. I think that's a pretty good length. Could've been a little longer, maybe, but I'd rather people finish it and want to hear more than get bored and annoyed midway through, stop listening, and come away with a negative impression. In high school, I once took a film studies class and found that while I liked experimental cinema when it came packaged in eight-minute shorts, it generally couldn't hold my interest for a full-length movie. I figure this is similar.

(Edited on GarageBand, because I am lame. Most of the weird percussive noises you hear are actual weird noises--typewriter keys being pressed, tongue clicks, the pages of a book being flipped, running water, ect.--and not synthesized.)



I decided to name my recording THE FREE PEOPLE'S WORLD-TREE LIBRARY , after a fictitious library in a fictitious (but still awesome) television show in a certain short story by Kelly Link. In the story, this TV show mysteriously appears at random times on normally dead channels. Nobody knows who makes it, who writes the scripts, who the actors are, but it still gains a cult following. Yay obscure references nobody is going to catch.

I don't know, it seemed like a good title, especially since I planned to do my scattering in a public library.



I made nine copies. I like nine.



I drew on the CDs to jazz them up a little.



I also wrote sf0's web address on the backs of the covers. Yay recruiting.



This is the illustrious Public Library where I did my scattering. AT NIGHT.



I hid the CDs in books I enjoy and books whose readers I thought might appreciate them.

I hope somebody listens.

I hope I did this thing right.