After a few moments standing here, I begin to crave the next note — any note, any change whatsoever. The chord fills my ears, and a kind of audio-claustrophobia overwhelms me. No sightseers or tour guides around to offer any reprieve. ...once the new chord begins tomorrow, it won’t change again for more than two years. Got to get to church on time.
aslap is like cat, but it slows down output proportional to the unicode
character being printed.
Apologies to John Cage and the Long Now Foundation.