When not using the built-in mic of his cellular phone to steal the sound-souls from Bolivian & Chilean passersby, Felipe Araya acts upon his cajon like so:
rub, smoosh, flutter,
clack, swipe, squeak,
massage, caress, shuffle,
drag, scrape, massage,
tinkle, creak, shudder!
&do not look for rhymes or reasons here.
Then, he plots Andean flute, Earth winds, footsteps.
Oh, do not look for rhythms or raising hairs.
As kerfluffle ubiquifies unto ambiance-hood,
and seismic groans drone plaintively below twinkling scraps,
do not look for rams or rustles near.
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found within are field recordings from South America, electro-acoustic compositions via treated solo cajón, flute, & pretty much most sounds harvestable via natural frictions & jigglings about.
http://publiceyesore.com/ehcat.php?eh=096
and/or
https://felipearaya.org/
--Jacob An Kittenplan