Inside the Asylum, you find the complex nerve centre of the Holy Church of Jazz (Foundation). The floor is a an office-standard green, with a desk, three telephones, a desktop PC, a laptop a filing cabinet and a wall of photos. To one side there is a repair area where the duo repair equipment and manufacture new devices on a battered wooden desk.
Atop the old deep brown desk sits a an old fibreglass tray which apears to be covered in flux. There is an old yellow soldering iron in a stand, a glass of water, some heatshrink, solder and flux in a broken old tub. Various bits and bobs lie around, like phono leads, screened wire, jack-jack leads and so on. Many more appear to be either already or about to be butchered for new projects. Also on this desk is a sadly no longer state of the art tape machine, connected up (via an amp) to a couple of little speakers either side ofwork area. Presumably this is for musical relief during a marathon lead constructing session!
The wall of photos appears to be of various people, along with a large amount of photos of music equipment. You can make out quite a few different devices, such as
On the desk is a box of tapes. They all say the same thing: "Cuban Beat
Crisis"
and each has a track listing on the back. You recognise some of
the names from somewhere before; they all have strange geometrical names. You
stick one in the player, and it immediately starts playing a sample
(of 200K, 1.15sec).