Posted on 13th November 2004One Response
A Poem

And now, a brief poem based on a page from an obscure vintage electronic instrument manual. An ode, if you will.

When my monosynth sounded off kilter
I berated the fellows what built her
I was at my wit’s end
Till I RTFM
Which suggested I backflush the filter

If anyone is interested, I’m sure I can come up with some very clever annotations.

Comments
comment by Francis Mariani
Posted on October 10, 2005 at 12:00 am

Backflush the filter
Interesting that Wally Harbinger uses the phrase in a lyric snippet about a blocked faucet.