Didgeridoo…

… is the genuine article, adorned with concentric dot patterns in earth browns and sand reds: once alien hues in the lands of South Europa. Of course the continent now has a desert of its own, replete with cacti and heat hazes to jelly the air.

Playing the didgeridoo exercises abdominal muscles and purges toxic emotions. Unfortunately the instrument is not as health enhancing for those within earshot of my playing it. According to Manu i am producing rounds of ‘dud air bullets.’ Manu knows of what he speaks. He, unlike me, has mastered the mouth movements. In goes Manu’s spit flecked puff, out comes the instrument’s sweet sonic essence.