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Eigenharp Mk01

Music is probably the first thing I got into, like many other people. Before music, write electronic, then you get the idea. I've loved electronic music, and in fits of madness, even made my own (now proudly defunct and undead).

I've seen the racks and the tables and the mixers and the decks and it's all pretty… unwieldy. All that lovely, mouthwatering equippment does not have the charm of someone playing a bass on a street corner. So, for the first time in ages, I am excited by an undistorted instrument. It is called the Eigenharp and is, from my understanding, an interface that will map just about any instrument to its keys and allow you to play it.

I never learned to play any instrument, unless tin cans and my knees count, but this is… amazing. I'm looking forward to seeing how this might work in a concert setup.

A video of the Bond theme being played on the 'arp.

Here's a link to a more detailed review/ explanation at Distorted Loop.


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