Trading in ableton for my first love, a guitar, a hot mic, and one take recordings that will never be repeated again. 

These are one take, first take recordings. As such, they sound like it.

More will probably come. I can’t promise, because then I’d for sure never upload again.

Still haunted after all these years.

K Hole In A Rapture, [prev. First Step Four)

Lost, Deep Brooklyn, OK

I am City of Tree Forts. And you are you. And together we make 2/3rds of a triad.

I do not exist. I am also an alien from the future. 

I no longer live in New York City. In fact, I no longer cohabit this rock. 

I’m lost in the blurry dream. Forgetting all the best things in real time. Somehow still here, but dying all the same. 

My name is Josh Pope. 

You’re dismissed. Thanks and thanks.