Trying to Remember

Three-pointer

Chris had one of those talking basketball hoop games, and he was playing it. He had it mic’d, and he was putting the sound through a series of effects pedals until it transformed into a really beautiful, high-pitched, ethereal kind of grinding noise that was going in and out of audibility every ten seconds or so. We could still hear the original, unaltered noises of the game, and they sounded really good together.