A conversation, between three slightly hipsterish young gentlemen on making lo-fi music, overheard last night:
- The first one was just made in the bedroom. Tom had this single bongo drum he kept hitting...
- It was a snare drum.
- ... And I just had a camera roll full of rice. You know, a camera roll. One of those black plastic things camera rolls used to come in.
O, children of the iPhone generation. The word you are looking for is "film".