Sound Confession

For my sound confession, I wasn't entirely sure what to confess. Secrets are secrets for a reason. They are private. So instead, I decided to display some habits I use as a crutch to help me deal with some of my secrets. Some people find this habits vulgar. Others abuse them just as much, maybe even more, than I.

I recycled an old Stella bottle and an old cigarette pack. I filled the stella bottle with brown paper to represent the beer and shiney paper on top to represent the foam. The brown paper also represents the ugly secrets I keep hidden, while the shiney paper represents the bubbly personality and brave face I show to others. Inside the cigarette pack is the speaker for my sound confession.

My recording is from Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone at Times That it Just Makes Sense. It reads:

“LIGHTING NEW CIGARETTES,

POURING MORE

DRINKS.

IT HAS BEEN A BEAUTIFUL

FIGHT.

STILL

IS.”