No one ever deleted it.
Mr. Dalloway, tie askew, coffee-stained lesson plan in hand, gave us a weary nod. “Page 42. Don’t burn the place down.” Then he was gone. classroom events poly track
I pulled up a field recording from my phone—last week’s thunderstorm. Layered it underneath. No one ever deleted it
We called it “Poly Track.” Most schools had band or choir. We had this —a room full of secondhand laptops, cracked MIDI keyboards, and a 24-track mixing board that looked like it had survived a war. The assignment was simple: layer four distinct melodic lines that could stand alone, yet harmonize when played together. A canon for the digital age. coffee-stained lesson plan in hand