From a repair shop comes a collection of the sounds of hard drives failing. Their last words, their dying moans.
Love is not the dying moan of a distant violin-it's the triumphant twang of a bedspring. — S. J Perelman
These are noises that will please the ears of circuit benders everywhere. I kind of like the Maxtor drive "with stuck spindle and musical siren." Kind of like a John Cage piece.