Written by myself and Leo Demanche and sung by Leo 8 years ago, but only laid down recently. I play all instruments you hear on the track and sang the harmonies. Lead singer provided by Leo Demanche. Dedicated to Rick Demanche.

Broken Crown

Crazy Days

Patient

From my PorcuhSnail Saga.

"PorcuhSnail now sails in the sky, hand in hand with the Foam Flower. Sail on and continue, knowing we still have storms."

I play everything you hear on electric guitars, bass and a microfreak. I created the drums in Logic.

- Fender 52 Vintage II P Bass
- Alembic Darling
- Scott Walker Pheonix
- Arturia MicroFreak
- 100 Watt Milkman Head
- Logic Ultrabeat

Foam Flower (Instrumental)

Played and sung live by C. Marchal, using a J200 and an iPhone. Guitar arrangement written by C. Marchal.

Lyrics by Ed Dettenheim, Rest in Peace.

I've Got Everything I Need to Write A Song

When the storm's a brewin', don't let that boat get away! Stay strong my friends

My Mooring Song

This is my first ever solo release with vocals, and it’s probably the most personal track I’ve made in a long time.

Fading In Entropy explores creative burnout—the slow fade of inspiration and the struggle to create again. I've made many attempts to return to making music since leaving the stage over 10 years ago, and only recently found the drive to really push at releasing material again.

Lyrics:
Is this the best that I'm able to give?
Doses of fractured time
Metered and resistive
Casting my truest self into a formless void
The brightest fragments of my soul are gradually denied

With apathy rising within me
Fading passions stagnate in entropy
A swirling vortex of dissonance
Threatens to swallow whole my only view of the firmament

A slow death
Yet somehow imminent
Everpresent

Have I already made my greatest waves across the arc of time?
Do they pale in the face of how I've changed?
A countenance redefined

So done with living this emptiness
Something just needs to be different
Dead tired of piling up on regrets
Who cares if the world ever listens?

Where is the fire that used to burn in me?
I'm holding out for a force of gravity
To take me back to the place I’m meant to be
Where is the fire that used to burn in me?
I need it's warmth like the air you breathe

Like wilted petals reaching for a shuttered light
In this inertia my soul wilts in kind

Yet it still survives on in the interstice
Ever ethereal
An ever waning voice
Dying impetus
Almost intangible

Have I already made my greatest waves?
Do they pale in the face of how I've changed?

So done with living this emptiness
Something just needs to be different
Dead tired of piling up on regrets
Who cares if the world ever listens?

Where is the fire that used to burn in me?
I'm holding out for a force of gravity
To take me back to the place I’m meant to be
Where is the fire that used to burn in me?
I need it's warmth like the air you breathe

Fading In Entropy

The Comfort Of You

I record to write. Leave me some feedback. I'd love to know what you think.

Patient

Brian Maloy / BamJammin