When I was growing up I was fascinated by an old biscuit tin that we kept in a cupboard, it was referred to as The Reject Tin. It contained all the family photos that didn’t make it into the family photo albums, all the shots that cut peoples heads off, had red eyes, or were out of focus. The reject tin was my favourite, I would spend hours combing through the jumbled pile, they were not nicely ordered like the neatly catalogued albums, here each picture would jump back and forth through time with their subjects caught off guard or just goofing around.
This brief mix of music contains pieces I’ve recorded but not known where to put them, I like them but they have no home, so I decided to string them together. They are part of my musical reject tin.