Wired in the Outback

8.10.99
WHAT NO TELEGRAPH WIRES???

Well, I've been hearing with some surprise that everyone's under the impression we're recording from telegraph wires, and even more surprised was kaffe when I told her we weren't. No the beautiful old telegraph wires of Faraway Farm fame died long ago, 1984 to be precise, blown apart by lightning in a single bolt. Much sadness at their passing of course, memorial services and things.

Nope, not telegraph wires now, but even better. (out of the ashes....?) Little wires, big wires, short fat thick thin long, longer all over the landscape just where you always wanted to put them and tuned any way you want. So thats what I've been doing all these last 15 years or so (apologies to all purists who think it has to be telegraph wires, but really it is more fun this "modern" way). So now kaffe's got over the shock of discovering there are no telegraph wires in Oz anymore (they all went underground and microwave in the seventies, except for the Faraway wires of course which I bought to preserve), she's beginning to discover the joys of the vast repertoire of sounds possible on "homemade" wires. I reckon another few months and she should have tasted most of it, thats if you believe there is a limit to them (I haven't actually discovered it yet).

We've got these two big boomers up (not to be confused with kaffe's list of animals) 300 meters in a single span to the top of Wogarno Hill (better known as kaffe's Island round here). I reckon if you stand quiet enough you ought to be able to feel them up there in the top hemisphere, they rock the ground so beautifully, the rocks around are singing, i heard them last night from my swag, good stuff!

-- Alan Lamb

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