A Dying Man’s Final Words

First, the thing; the weird, spooky thing that no one’s really sure what it is (besides R-rated):

Some very talented people helped make this thing. Producer Andrew Barkau spent hours searching through sound files for the effects I wanted. Voice actors Mike Steele and Jeff Tady read brilliantly from a script that was deliberately obtuse.

It’s through no fault of theirs that this thing, titled, Winifred Police Department Case #0087171980 Item #3 Audio Cassette Labeled: ‘Dad – Winifred, Montana, February 13, 1976’, subtitle: Found item audio cassette tape in box of miscellaneous items purchased from the Estate Sale Shop in Davenport, Iowa, 2016, has been rejected by every venue, podcast, radio station, and arts festival I’ve submitted it to.

Maybe title length is a problem.

Anyway, whenever something I make – or, in this case, begged others to help me make – can’t find a home, I like to imagine it’s because I’m not appreciated in my own time. I’m ahead of the curve. I can’t be caged. Let me fly.

The truth is, my brain’s just as overloaded with labels as everyone else’s, and, as a consequence, I won’t commit to a genre. So this thing is like an audio play, with characters and a script and sound effects, and it’s kind of a mystery-horror but also avant-garde-ish and kind of funny. There’s a lot left to the imagination. The end leaves a dozen questions unanswered.

And I like it. It’s fun and freaky and I want to make another one.