Occasionally non-musical instruments will drift through my workshop, like this vintage Strombos marine air horn I restored today. Manufactured in Detroit prior to 1950. It had been crunched in half and badly dented until I convinced it not to be.
I’m just a single guy. I’m not married, I don’t have kids or anything like that. All of my friends are getting married and stuff which is, uh, kinda strange. I don’t know, I feel like I see people my age getting married to people and it’s not people they know that well sometimes. It’s like people they’ve known for a year and a half. A year and a half? Is that enough time to get to know someone to know you want to spend the rest of your life at them? I’ve had sweaters for a year and a half and been like what the fuck am I doing with this sweater? It’s stupid-looking.
