back in the 1970s, my older sister spent two years teaching school in Australia. our family would record cassettes on ourselves talking about various nonsense and mail them to her. she brought them back when she returned to the states, and I found one about 10 years ago. so weird to hear yourself as a child, and the voice of my long-deceased dad, like some weird/creepy film about ghosts from the past.
sufi, you should press it as a dub plate, limited edition of 1, then list it on discogs for $20,000 and see if you get any bites from crazy record collectors.