“And I’m proud to be an American…”

It’s Ye Olde Independence Day here in the Merry United States, and it sounds like a fucking war is taking place in Seattle. I hear yelling, buzzing of planes, sirens and explosions outside. Granted, the planes and sirens are a common fixture, and the yelling is not so uncommon as to be noteworthy, it’s just the combination of all of them, with the explosions of fireworks, that really set the mood.

I decided it was the perfect opportunity to give the H2 a proper field test. I still haven’t played back the recording, but I’ve got my fingers crossed that this was a worthwhile investment. Once I have some recordings under my belt, I’ll write up a proper review of the product, because I have some strong opinions on the physical presentation…

I discovered this scrawled on the back of a sign near my apartment:

It reminded me of this random graffiti picture that Joseph sent me a few months back. I hope there’s some worldwide movement starting, because I really want to see more creepy and negative graffiti gracing the flat surfaces of my city.

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This iteration of John Ingram was created in response to increased demand in global John Ingramness. Previous incarnations were less suited to fulfill this need. View all posts by john ingram