I’ve been playing around with “field recording” for the sake of polish, mostly. Last Thursday, I captured a conversation with some familiar folks outside of my only regular “dining spot.”
(Excuse my foodism.)
We covered menstruation (briefly,) Las Vegas, dabbled in autobiography (sorry,) and ended with some juicy conspiracies.
If you listen to the entirety and are entertained in the slightest, consider me impressed.