An annual tradition: Aron Namenwirth calls me from the Blip Festival and loud 8-bit music blares into my phone receiver. In past years I wasn't home and my answer machine recorded it. Tonight I am home and liveblogging it. According to the schedule Tonylight* is playing. Just heard a rousing cheap synth version of Hotel California. The crowd sounds are like a Beatles concert back in the day--or maybe it's just the phone and there are five people in there screaming. Possibly at this point Aron doesn't realize his phone is still on. I'm hanging up soon.
Update: previous years' calls.
*Update 2: Glomag, Aron says.