Aaron Ximm writes on his site (quietamerican.org):

"Surely you can spare a minute to clean your ears? Take a one-minute vacation from the life you are living. One-minute vacations are unedited recordings of somewhere, somewhen. Sixty seconds of something else. Sixty seconds to be someone else."

I recorded this on April 16, 2002 in the village of Avanos in central Turkey. We were sitting one evening on the balcony of the Vanessa Pension, taking in the sounds of the terra-cotta wind chimes hanging from the roof above us and the faint sound of Dervish music being played wafting from a neighbor's house. In this minute our host, Muko, started to play a clay gourd with an opening. He would hit the opening with his hand to produce the hollow thunking sound. At the end of this minute, Muko gets interrupted by his friend calling from downstairs.