Textured Worlds: Tominaga’s Echos Of Megaliths
One of my most vivid memories of high school came during video-editing class, when one kid went over to one of the bulbous iMacs we used and fired up Garageband. “Yeah, I make tracks on my computer, every week,” he said. “Love that techno.” He then hit play on a four-on-the-floor beat with a little…