Gyridion's Hideout

Lo-fi music and art.

My latest Adlib work, finished in August, was entered into Summer Chip VIII on Battle of the Bits, placed 28th of 215 entries, and very, very narrowly won gold in its format category.

Phrases, 21; August 5th, 2018 We beat traffic. Then we stopped for gas, and it all caught up with us. Like slogging through August to reach September, the ride home was a dreary bore. Squandered in lieu of far better times ahead. We’d return home, go...

Phrases, 21; August 5th, 2018

We beat traffic. Then we stopped for gas, and it all caught up with us. Like slogging through August to reach September, the ride home was a dreary bore. Squandered in lieu of far better times ahead. We’d return home, go our separate ways, and then not talk extensively for a week or two.

A slice of grassroots paradise, gone again until next year. The music was nice, but … I won’t miss it.

Phrases, 20; August 5th, 2018 I “slept in” and still managed to roll out of bed at 08:00. We went back to the festival grounds, and me and my father actually spent most of the time talking about recent developments in the family.

Phrases, 20; August 5th, 2018

I “slept in” and still managed to roll out of bed at 08:00. We went back to the festival grounds, and me and my father actually spent most of the time talking about recent developments in the family.

Phrases, 19; August 4th, 2018 Drying out my minimal shoes. Hand towels and a hairdryer to finish do the trick just fine. Sorry for whoever got this room after us, though.

Phrases, 19; August 4th, 2018

Drying out my minimal shoes. Hand towels and a hairdryer to finish do the trick just fine. Sorry for whoever got this room after us, though.

Phrases, 18; August 4th, 2018 Houses looking like the goddamned White House up in here.

Phrases, 18; August 4th, 2018

Houses looking like the goddamned White House up in here.

Phrases, 17; August 4th, 2018 Heading back to the hotel. Nothing but mansions up the entire street. Not just a big house – stone and brick and marble, absolutely massive, castle-like, requiring a full staff for upkeep, old-money “my family goes back...

Phrases, 17; August 4th, 2018

Heading back to the hotel. Nothing but mansions up the entire street. Not just a big house – stone and brick and marble, absolutely massive, castle-like, requiring a full staff for upkeep, old-money “my family goes back to the Mayflower” mansions. Nobody’s moving into this neighborhood, and it seems that as soon as they go unoccupied, the historical society takes control of them.

Rhode Island, man … 

Phrases, 16; August 4th, 2018 Dad wanted a view of the ocean. The beach here was perfect. Rocky, cloudy, full of foliage. Compared to town, and the festival, it was the ideal break of pace away from the tourism.

Phrases, 16; August 4th, 2018

Dad wanted a view of the ocean. The beach here was perfect. Rocky, cloudy, full of foliage. Compared to town, and the festival, it was the ideal break of pace away from the tourism.

Phrases, 15; August 4th, 2018 Anchor tent. As many pulled pork and beef brisket sandwiches I could eat. As much rain runoff required to completely liquefy most of the ground inside. The floor became a murky mirror, through which my footsteps could...

Phrases, 15; August 4th, 2018

Anchor tent. As many pulled pork and beef brisket sandwiches I could eat. As much rain runoff required to completely liquefy most of the ground inside. The floor became a murky mirror, through which my footsteps could interrupt the opportunity for self-damning reflection.