Buzzing through Mythopolis in a photon taxi or swinging across a barn on a frayed rope and landing face first in a bale of hay -- the choice is yours.  Loops, verb & tinkering.  Sugary soft scratches, reverb horns, scattering bass.  Electronic monkey pop for monkey bars.  Created with Apple Soundtrack and Final Cut Pro.  Headphones or wide stereo/surround speakers recommended.

Master Plan

Merlion Lounge

Seventh / March (Instrumental)

Highlight of the album Moonbabies at the Ballroom (2007) You might recognise it since it was featured in a Adidas (UK) commercial some years ago.

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MOONBABIES - Cocobelle

Arranged performed etc by Holly Henderson, 
All rights reserved to Chris Isaak because it's his song

Wicked Game - Chris Isaak cover

Ishani - Stormy Emotions

Obakesan

Bacchus Deus - duriangmo scores

Commissioned by Yeo Shih Yun for Mind Ink Painting Machine
Produced, recorded, and mastered by Victor Low at Affixen.
The live soundtracks, Black Oasis 1 and 2, created are a part of artist Yeo Shih Yun's Mind Ink Painting Machine project. She establishes abstract ink paintings using electroencephalography (EEG) sensors that track brain activity. To make the paintings, she dons a commercially manufactured brain-sensing headset that uses EEG sensors to monitor and record electrical activity in her brain. The software analyzes her brainwaves, and the data is filtered through a graphics library to create real-time digital ink paintings.

Black Oasis 1

If nothing else - noise.  If stretched, squeezed and reverberated - ambient.  If looped and distorted - industrial & pop.  If at all emotive - soundscape & soundtrack.

Just an Echo (Pan’s rebuttal)

Aphrodite placed a spell on my wanton heart
and I found myself at the turn
blindsided by unrequited affections
for the nymph of Kithairon
it's true, I wanted to strip away her veil
I chased her into the deepened wood
but nymphs can be pixies too
turning tricks to a dance of desperation
I never touched her
nor tricked shepherd and flock to her harm
such tales told lie false
she was never shredded to pieces by anyone
she fell for a boy full of himself
go figure
she withered away on her own
pining for what she could never have
her body to dried flowers and dust
her voice to mock reverberations
within dark-walled dwellings
beneath vaults of thick foliage
in the midst of rocks
now
she has no words
of her own anymore
she's just an echo
forever       more
she'll always be
just     an     echo.

Master Plan

Chasing Echo