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Fenducci are Nixon Feltzbarr and Milton Segretti. They have been writing electronic music together since 1993. The duo will continue adding their latest works to this site for the public to download and share
Um, okay, this requires a bit of explaining.
My brother and his mates started a band and they had all clubbed together to buy some gear. An Alesis QS6 if I remember correctly, microphone…
…and a shiny purple Yamaha A3000 sampler!
I was still unemployed at this point, living at my mum’s house with all our studio gear in my bedroom. By some quirk of fate, I can’t remember why exactly, all this lovely new gear had been left at our house. I don’t know why they weren’t using it themselves but here was an opportunity not to be missed.
I grabbed the first things that came to hand, a Lalo Schifrin compilation, a Jose Feliciano album I had just bought from a library sale, and the microphone and started stuffing things into the sampler.
Perhaps being unemployed and having to endure my own company for so long caused me to behave a bit daft and this was the expression of it. It’s mostly just figuring out what you can do with a sampler and having a bit of fun in the process.
The title and the “lyrics” are yet another Dirty Harry reference. It’s what you are supposed to do with a seven pointed suppository.
Gav was commuting to Perth from Carnoustie every day. On the A90 between Dundee and Perth there was a little sign that said “Carse Honey”. Quite fitting for such a sweet tune.
Recorded as a live jam, this is essential fenducci. Nice bit of melodic electro and one of my all time favourites.
We have the SH101 doing a Kraftwerk style white noise snare, strings, piano sounds and tuned percussion all wrapped up in a loose ad lib arrangement. Tasty.
Moody music with a slightly darker edge was what we wanted and we ended up with “Writer’s blqck”. That must have grated because what we came up with next was this.
Much more the thing.
Fewer notes. Fewer notes meant a much lower possibility of straying into chirpy happy melodies, our weakness.
Fuzzy borders relates to a misremembered phrase my mum was using at the time, something she had seen on TV. I think the actual phrase was fuzzy boundaries.
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