When I worked a volunteer job for mencap, there was a bloke there named Clive. Clive had a distinctly loud voice and he was obsessed with Age.
Age.
Obsessed. It was litterally all he talked about. Like a broken record. Litterally. It got into your own head, and like damn. He was a lovely chap though, but after 3 years the constant onslaught of Age, sometimes in my face began to break me down. It wasn't just me though, others too were starting to get litterally AGED to death by this charming blokes super power. I then wondered, what I could do to actually cope with this shit? To keep some manner of sanity? (not that I had much left in the first place, i was there for a reason). So of course as the autistic sound nutter I am, he got sampled. A lot. So here I present to you in all it's horrible uneeded existence and glory : Age-Tech music, my ultimate tribute to this absolute legend :
You might not understand the humour, but thats ok, as long as it gets into your head too, it's all ok